#rudy was definitely a breast man

[cproofreign]

HRH Christopher Keith Ruiz Hamburg Fitzgerald Dude Braugh and HRH Queen Monique Xperis DuValois

[writeforfandoms]

Hey babes!

I've got an idea if you want to write about it.

How about TF141 + los vaqueros + könig meets fem reader's family and her nephew (could be a toddler or pre schooler) grabs her breasts or sucks on them (like babies do).

How do you think they'd react?

I think Ghost would be like "Hands off kid, those are mine." 😁😁😁

Can you write this please. 🥹🥹🥹🥹

Okay it has been a long, long time since I've been around a kiddo that young. So we're gonna do this headcanon style because that is the only way to fit all of those guys in lol

Ghost:

Honestly he remembers when his nephew was that little

The sight of you carrying the little one makes his heart clench and his knees a little weak

But it also makes him a little bit terrified

He grumbles good-naturedly about it but at least half of the grumbling is to hide his feelings

Definitely jokes that he could do that for you too

Price:

Probably doesn't bring it up

He does watch you with the kid but he is not all that comfortable around kids

He's had very little experience with mini humans so he keeps a bit of distance

Might grumble about the kid grabbing you but also it's a small child, no harm done

After kiddo is gone back to his parents or to bed or whatever he does check on you to make sure you're fine

Gaz:

Thinks its adorable

Look, tiny human trusts you!

Also tiny human has great taste, which is a joke he makes with a big wink to you, because he loves to make you laugh

But seeing you with the small child definitely makes him think

He's not opposed to kids, hadn't given it too much thought before you

But seeing you with this kid? Seeing you play and have fun and be so patient with the little one?

Now he's having thoughts

Soap:

Look. This man wants kids. He wants a whole soccer team

So the sight of you with this kid? Ramps up that longing to 11

Watches the entire time you're with the kid, observing how you are

Later murmurs that you'd be a great mom, you're so patient

And he'd be happy to contribute to that venture

The two of you definitely end up tumbling to the nearest private (ish) space to, ahem, discuss the matter 😏

Alejandro and Rodolfo

I'm putting these two together because I think they'd react basically the same way

Neither of them are phased at all

They probably have nieces and nephews of their own

Personally I think Ale is an oldest child and Rudy is a middle child

And even if they don't have nieces and nephews of their own, they've mentally adopted all of Los Vaqueros and their families

They are honorary uncles to SO MANY kids

Seriously

So the sight of the little one grabbing you? Barely registers with them

Maybe if you'd been discussing kids with one of them, they'd tease you a bit

Or if the kid grabbed too hard and you winced, they'd be right there

Offering to take the kid, give you a break, etc

König

He blushes. A lot. Red from the tips of his ears all the way down his neck

Tries not to look

Looks anyway

Definitely the one to check in and make sure you're okay, even if he trips over his own tongue

If you need a break from the kid, he's running to grab someone

Does not trust himself to hold such a small child

He's so big and the child is so tiny and he doesn't want to hurt the kid

Eventually he will ask if you want kids, because he's not convinced one way or the other and he hasn't been able to stop wondering since he saw you with the kid

[ilovefandoms102]

As Long as You Love me- Part 2*

Pairing: Rudy Pankow x Plus Size Reader

Summary: A new chapter for Rudy and Y/N begins, will they be able to overcome the hardships with a wedding, and a baby on the way?(sequel to SOMH)

Note: My baby fever is really out of control! I’m so happy you guys are loving this! As always let me know what you think!

Also I hate HATE the p-word but I felt like it was needed🙃

Anyways have fun with some fluff and spice😋

Part 1 Part 3

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The days seemed to dwindle by, my stomach had grown a little, and my boobs had gotten ginormous…

If I didn’t feel big before, I definitely do now. The Maddie’s had set to work on planning a gender reveal party, something I thought before I became pregnant was tiresome, but now that it was happening for Rudy and I...I was more than excited to see what they had planned. I knew however the baby would be revealed was going to be something hilarious with all of us being the giant goofballs we are. 

I still hadn’t heard a word from my parents, which soured my mood some days. It floored me that they wanted nothing to do with their grandchild despite their constant nagging beforehand for me to get a boyfriend in the first place. Then I started dating Rudy, and it was like something switched in their minds. Maybe they were just worried that Rudy would leave me, but somewhere deep down I knew that probably wasn’t the case either.

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I was putting some of our laundry away when I caught myself in the mirror. My hips had widened, not significantly, but they still were a tad bigger. My baby belly was protruding from one of Rudy’s larger tshirts, and my boobs look saggy in my eyes. I felt so ugly, a wave of emotion coming over me. How will Rudy want me after I have the baby, or even now? I looked like a potato, and when I get farther along, the bigger I’ll be. My skin will be saggy from the baby, and I’m sure I’ll have even more stretch marks. My lips started to quiver, tears cascading down my cheeks. I sobbed into my hands, sitting down on my side of the bed. I heard Rudy call out that he was home, making a run to the store for me. 

“Babe?” he shouted, his footsteps bounding up the stairs to the bedroom. He gasped at my state, quickly making his way over to me.

“What’s wrong? Is it the baby? Are you hurt?” he asked, taking my face in his hands.

“No...I just..I’m so fat!” I wailed, his eyes softening immediately.

“Sweetheart you're pregnant, you have our little baby in there.” he spoke softly, rubbing my bump.

“I look like a whale, and what about after the baby is born? You won’t want me anymore.” I sniffled, he brought his shirt up to wipe my nose.

“My love, you are the most beautiful person on this planet. I will always, always want you. I wouldn’t have asked you to marry me, or knocked you up if I didn’t want you.” he chuckled, a watery laugh leaving my lips.

“My belly will be saggy, and I’ll have even more stretch marks.” I blubbered.

“That’s where our baby came from, our little creation. That’s what I’ll think of when I see that, and how strong you are for carrying our child. Pregnancy is a beautiful thing.” he said, my heart bursting.

“But-” I started.

“No...I meant it when I said you are the love of my life y/n.” he spoke firmly, his eyes intense as they stared into mine. 

“Rudy,” I whimpered, the tears coming back.

He leaned in to kiss my lips, leading them down my neck. I took in a shaky breath, moaning lightly when he nipped playfully at my skin. Rudy pushed me back gently on the bed, hovering over me. He smiled down at me, nuzzling his nose to mine. I held on to his cheeks, tracing the planes of his face. He took both my hands in his, pinning them above my head. My eyes widened with excitement, the smirk on his lips making me squirm underneath him. 

“Will you let me show you how much I love you baby?” he asked, brushing his lips against mine as he spoke.

I nodded my head, squeezing his fingers. He growled deep in his chest, taking my bottom lip between his teeth. I whined as he tugged, watching it snap back in place. Rudy let one of my hands up, taking his finger to trace down my face, to my neck, and stopped to circle my nipple that was poking through his shirt. His thigh was between my legs, so I tried to grind my hips down to get some sort of relief. My punishment being Rudy pinching my nipple between his ringed fingers.

“Patience my love,” he whispered, moving his fingers lower.

He gently caressed my heat over my leggings, pressing in to feel the wetness already pooling. I grunted, shuffling around to get him to move faster. Rudy sat up, pulling me with him. He took off his shirt, then proceeded to pull mine off. He cursed lowly under his breath when he saw I was bare underneath his shirt, leaning to trace his tongue around my nipple switching back and forth to give both equal attention. My fingers waved into his soft hair, falling back down on the bed. Rudy kissed down lower, stopping to kiss all over my belly. I could hear my heart pounding, the love I had for this man blooming that it felt like I could combust at any moment.

“My little baby,” he cooed, smiling up at me as he laid his head on my stomach.

“Ru,” I croaked.

“Love you here, here, especially here and here.” he said, shooting up to kiss my hip bones, my belly, and both my breasts. 

“I love you baby,” I whispered, staring into his eyes.

Rudy finally descended to where I desired him most, lifting my hips to slide my leggings down. He kissed up both my legs, leaving love bites on the inside of my thighs. I choked on a moan when he finally took his first swipe from where I was leaking all the way to my clit, stopping to nip at the bud playfully. My chest started to heave already, putting my own legs over his shoulders. Rudy reached up to grab my hands, my engagement ring clanged with one on his middle finger, and I’m not sure why that made me even more turned on. He lapped at me feverishly, shaking his head to get more of me. My back arched off the bed, my eyes closing at the feeling of his tongue. 

“Feel good babygirl?” he taunted, a moan leaving my lips as he brought my clit between his lips.

“Yes Ru, please don’t stop that.” I pleaded, his reaction being to suckle on me harder. 

He let go of one of my hands, switching his tongue down to enter inside of me as his rings rubbed me vigorously. His tongue wiggled in as far as it could go, slurping up the juices pouring out of me. I whimpered at the filthy sounds, my heels flexing into his back muscles. I was so close to letting go, feeling the rubber band about snap. I could feel myself throbbing against his tongue, he moaned into me, and that was my undoing. I gasped as I came all over his tongue, his thumb on my clit working me through my orgasm. 

Rudy crawled up my body, slamming his lips against mine. I could taste myself on his tongue, our teeth clanking together from the passion searing. He hummed in my mouth when his still clothes member rubbed against me, my hips bucking up from the tingles shooting up my spine. He sat up to quickly rid himself of his pants, stroking himself a few times. The tip poked at my entrance as Rudy teasingly rubbed himself all over my heat.

“Who’s pussy is this?” Rudy questioned, smirking when I whined.

“Yours baby, please.” I moaned, trying to pull him closer by wrapping my legs around him. 

“Only mine right?” he growled, slamming himself all the way in.

“Yes.” I squeaked, my hands grasping his sides.

His ringed hands glided up my thighs, feeling all over my body as he sat inside me. I tried to keep my eyes open, but he was making it so hard. I breathed heavily, arching up into him at even the slightest movement of his member against my walls. He took his time exploring every patch of skin, kissing, sucking, and biting anywhere he could reach. I clenched around him involuntarily, Rudy grunting as it caused him to rut up into me. 

Rudy started off with slow, loving thrusts. Gentle kisses spread across my cheeks and lips, my heart soaring through the roof at the raw emotional and physical connection we made. I couldn’t think or feel anything other than him, it was like my brain had completely voided anything I ever thought aside from Rudy.

“I love you,” he whispered, staring intently into my eyes. 

“I love you so much,” I whimpered, managing to hold his gaze for a minute before I was throwing my head back in ecstasy. 

His pace picked up, his hips hitting against mine the faster he moved. I let out a strangled moan when he switched his angle to hit that spot deep inside of me, my nails tarnishing his perfect skin. The sensitivity I felt from my first orgasm was creeping up on me as my clit rubbed against his pubic bone, amplifying even more when Rudy moved his hand down to roll it between his fingers. 

“Gonna cum baby,” I panted.

“Cum with me baby, now.” he groaned, rubbing me even faster.

Both our moans were heard through our bedroom, our muscles tightening up as we tried to stimulate each other through our highs. He leaned down to kiss me, swallowing the last of my whines and whimpers of his name. We breathed heavily into each other’s mouth as we came down, staying connected until Rudy completely softened inside of me. He rolled off to the side, his hand coming to rub the skin of my belly. 

We stayed laying in each other’s arms, basking in the post orgasmic afterglow. Eventually, both of us fell sound asleep only to wake up to do it all over again. 

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The gender reveal party was today, and I could not be more excited. Rudy and I were instructed to wear white, so I figured this was going to have to do with how we were going to find out what we were having. I chose to wear a white romper, the fabric complimenting my baby bump which made me smile. 

Our crew arrived at our house early in the afternoon, helping both Maddie’s set up the decorations. I got yelled at anytime I tried to lend a hand, so I sat down on my couch and ate the little snacks Maddie B had put out. One corner of the living room was already overflowing with presents, my fingers itched to know what was inside. 

“Wait so the baby like...moves inside of you?” JD asked, all of us turning to give him a ‘duh’ expression.

“Did you think they just chilled in the same position all day JD?” I chuckled, pressing around on my belly to see if I could find where the baby was.

“Does that not feel weird?” he questioned.

“Here, I think they’re just waking up.” I said, placing his hand right where I had felt a little kick.

“Holy shit!” he exclaimed, retching his hand back.

“I wanna feel!” Drew gasped, his eyes widening when he felt the same flutter JD did.

“Ok guys, stop feelin’ up on the baby mama. These decorations aren’t gonna hang themselves.” Maddie C huffed, the boys rolling their eyes as they went back to work.

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Some of Rudy’s other friends and relatives were able to make it along with his parents and two brothers. I didn’t even tell my parents about it, I figured they wouldn’t care. Rudy’s mom took me into a big hug, congratulating us on both the engagement and the baby. She teared up a little, Rudy rolling his eyes which made me smack the back of his head.

“Be nice,” I hissed, his head leaning to kiss my cheek.

It was finally time to reveal what Rudy and I were having. Maddie C handed me a can of white silly string, Maddie B doing the same to Rudy. Everyone got their cameras set up, Rudy and I smiling like crazy from excitement. 

“Alright ready? GO!” Maddie B shouted.

I aimed the same time Rudy did, blue silly string bursting from the can. Cheers erupted everywhere, Rudy tearing up slightly as he pulled me into a deep, wet kiss. We both laughed as we pulled silly string from the other's hair after a multitude of pictures. 

“A little boy, we’re having a little boy.” Rudy croaked, tears streaming down his cheeks. His face dove into my shoulder, his shoulders shaking as he sobbed against me. 

“You’re gonna make me cry Ru,” I chuckled, tears forming in my eyes now. My hands moved up and down his back, my head tilting to kiss his neck.

“I’m just so, so happy my love.” he blubbered.

“Me too,” I sighed, snuggling further into him.

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[vandergeld]

                  hey  everyone welcome BACK to my blog  ,  hi  , how  are  ya ?   i’m   RUZZY   (  or  ru  ,  rudy  idk  if thats too  much  lmAO  )  &  i  have  not  been  apart  of  a  group  in  84  years ............  that  graphic  is  so  extra  but  i  was  bored  &  first  impressions  are  everything  ,  ANYWHO  this  is  my  mans WARNER  played  by  my  mans  GRAYSON DOLAN  ,  who  lacks  f’n  resources  so  i  gotta  work  some  magic  w/  all  these  gifs  on  tumblr  lmao  so  any  gif  icons  are  noT  mine  for  the  most  part  they’ll  be  taken  from  gifs  alr  created  (  s/o  2  the  fly  hunnies  that  made  ‘em  )  anyway  ya’ll  don’t  really  care  abt  me  lmao  soooooo here’s warner ! PLS  feel  free  to  hmu ANYTIME  for  the  plots  &  things  of  that  nature  u  could  lit  never  bother  me  idc ,  my  discord  is  𝐫𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐲𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐳𝐢#1643 if  u  everrr need  to  get  ahold  of  me  when  im  not  on  tumblr  !

         𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍, cismale, he/his. → look out, there’s 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐃. you know, the ��𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘  year old 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 of 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀 𝐌𝐔. you know, i overheard someone say that they were 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 , 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆  and 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃. but that’s just rumours. fresh new pairs of air jordan 1's, the roar of a crowd in a stadium, and lost weekends come to mind when i think of them. what about you? [ ruzzy, he/him, 18, est ]

TW : CANCER MENTION  ,  SMOKING  MENTION  .

//   »    GENERAL      :

FULL NAME   :   warner     evangelino   alexander       vandergeld       (   inspired by the antagonists of white chicks lmaooo   )     .

HOMETOWN  : new  york  city  ,  new york  .

NICKNAMES   :   dumbass   .

AGE   :   twenty  .

BIRTHDAY   :   october twenty-first   .

ZODIAC   :   libra   .

GENDER   :   male   .

PRONOUNS   :   he      &      him   .

NATIONALITY   :   american   .

ETHNICITY   :   german  ,   italian  ,  irish   .

LABEL(S)   :   the   golden boy   ,   the   lothario   ,   the   jock   .

TROPE(S)  :  chick magnet  ,  hormone-addled teenager  ,  unwitting pawn  , upper class twit  ,

OCCUPATION   :  college student  &  collegiate football player  & full time frat bro  .

FRAT : beta lambada mu  .

MAJOR   :   environmental science  .

POS  : charming  ,  charismatic  ,  brave  ,  athetic ,  dedicated  ,   eco-friendly  ,  high-moral compass  ,  book smart  ,  kind  ,  energetic  ,  optimistic  , loyal (  most of the time  ) ,  respectful  ,   well-rounded  ,  level-headed  , ambitious  ,  debonair  ,  life of the paty  .

NEG   :  compulsive  ,  easily-influenced  ,  dimwitted  , hypersexualized  ,  problematic  ,  addictive  , rebellious  ,  bemused  ,  defensive  ,  clingy  ,  hopeless-romatic  ,  overly-competitive  ,  envious .

INSP  : nate archibald  (  gossip girl  )  

//   »    PAST      :

          warner   was  born  &  raised  in  the  city  that  never sleeps  and    is  the  product  of  evangeline   moretti-vandergeld  , an   intelligent   american-italian  socialite  turned   environmental   politician  ,   and  captain  william   vandergeld  ,  a  former   navy   captain  ,   and  now   a   shareholder   in   some   boring   fortune   500   company   that   allowed   his   wife   and   son   to   live   an   affluent  ,   and   privileged   life  . his   mother  however  ,   was   the   real deal  ,   often   using   their   sum   of   wealth   to   donate   to   multiple   charities  ,  organizations  , etc, she was  dedicated  to  keeping  new  york  city  (  and  all  who  lived there  )  clean  and  safe   , and  she instilled  those  same  values  onto  her  son.

          some people are born lucky  ,  and others  ,  lucky  to  be  born  .   warner  was  the  first  option  .  his childhood  was  nothing  short  of  happiness  ,  and  happiest  days  were  with  his  mother  ,  for  as  long  as he  could  remember  ,  any happy  moment  in  his childhood  was  faded  right  into  her.

          things  took  a  drastic  change  his freshman  year  of  (  private  obvy lmao  )  high-school   .   warner’s  mother  was  diagnosed  with  breast  cancer  ,  and  little  to  his  knowledge  ,  it wasn’t  looking  pretty  from  the  start  .  she was  frequently  in  and  out  of the hospital  for  a  few  months  at  a  time  and  it  was  not  looking  good  on  any  fronts  .  one  day  when  she  went  to  the  hospital  it seemed  like  she  never  left  ,  maybe  she  didn’t  ,  those  days  were  a blur  for  warner  to  be  honest  .  watching  his  mother  lose  life  , every  single  day  was  not  a task  he  was  up  for  .

          by  then  it  was  just  warner  and  his  father  ,  they  were  all  they  had  in  the big  city  . (  when  he  wasn’t  always  away  on business  )  warner  grew  up  in   that  big  luxy  town  house  all  by  himself  ,  with  the  company  of  loyal  maids  ,  chefs  ,   and  nannies  of course  .  but  in  high  school  , the  more  he  really submerged  himself  into  it  ,  it  was  a  crazy  world  &  he  loved  it  .  whilst  getting  demands  from  his  father  in  tokyo  to  attend  those  boring  sailing  classes  ,  warner  instead  headed  out  to  their  beach  house  in  the  hamptons  for  an  early  20  rager  .

       warner  undoubtedly knew  the  power  he  possessed  ,   big  man  on  campus  type  &  it felt  good  , until  about towards  the  end  of his  junior  year  he  was  honestly  all   partied   out  ,  but  of  course reputation  is   everything  ,  in  order  to  keep  up  thats  when  he  picked  up  the   real  ugly  habits  ,  that  were  of  course  fun  .  smoking  numerous  amounts  of  marijuana  ,  various  girls  in  -  and  -  out  every other  day  was  a  feeling  like  no  other  ,   he  knew  it  was  wrong  ,  he  knew  his  mom  would  be  ashamed  ,  him  doing  all these  things  and  not carrying  on  her  legacy  in  some  way .  but  he  couldn’t  help  himself  in a  all  honesty   ,   and   no  doubt  some  of  that  transitioned  over  in  college .

//   »    AES   :

          lost weekends partying  ,  chicken  wings  &  french  fries  ,  air  jordan  1′s  ,  gucci  guilty  cologne  ,  friday  night  lights  ,  clouds  of  smoke  &  red  eyes  ,  diamond  encrusted  jewelry  glistening  under  bright  lights  in  a  dark  room  ,  nike  sweatsuits  ,  game  winning  moves  ,  new  york  city  at  night  ,  hamptons  in  the  summer  ,  spring  break  in  miami  ,  impulsive decisions  .

//   »    TL;DR   :

(  and  some  stuff  i  probably  missed  oops  )  warner  is  a  conflicted  mama’s   boy  who  knows  half  the  shit  he does  is  wrong  but  can’t  stop  .  after  his  mothers passing  he had  an absent father  who seemed  to  always  be  away  on  business  ,  only  in  town  for  a  month  or  two  ,  missing  his sons’ multiple  feats   to  keep  himself  distracted  from  the  fact  that  his  wife  was  no  longer  with  them. created  immense daddy  issues  for  warner  ,  especially  since  he  was  a  standout  football  star  &  2x   stage  champ in  high  school  ,  and is  currently  playing  collegiality  for  the  irish ,  with  dreams  of  making  it  in  the  nfl  cause  screw  his  dad  he  don’t  wanna  go   2  the  navy   ,   or  work  for  dat  company # not  gonna  happen .  warner  took  great  advantage  of  wealth  &  his  fathers  absence  ,  but  he’s  lowkey  partied  out  in  college  ,  or  so  he likes  to  say  but  he fakes  it ‘till  he  makes  it bc  he  doesn’t  his  brothers  to think  he’s  lame . HE’S  LIVING  FOR  EVERYBODY  BUT  HIM  BASICALLY .

//   »    HEADCANONS    :

warner  is  on  a  football  scholarship  majoring  in  environmental  science  bc  although  he  most  likely  won’t  do  shit  w/  da  degree its  for  mommy  .

he can EASILY  be  manipulated  or  taken  advantage  of  ,  he’s  book  smart  but lowkey  dumber  than  a  fucking  box  of  rocks 

immastonerbyyoungthug.mp3  .  occasionally ,  but  ,  more  so  than  that  ?  he  always  manages  to  flush  out  his  system  in  time  if  needed  be  ,  but  he  loves  2  roll  up  #  stress relief 

a  BEAST  on  that  field  (  student  athlete  meme  here  )

has  all  the  canon  gray  tattoos  bc  fuck  what  dad  thinks  .  he  wears  a solid  16 inch gold  chain  ,  and  another  of  the same  length with  his  moms’  name  on  it  , never  fucking  takes  it  off  ,  showers  with  it  cause  he  can  .

ok  ........  he  rich  ,  but  like  not  i  can  do  whatever  i  want  rich  ???  he  may  not  ever  have  to  work  a  day  in  his   life  ,  but  he  don’t  got  the pull  u  think  he  does  w/  his  dumb  ass  u  probably  couldn’t  even  tell  he’s  got  money  with  his  minimalist  fashion  sense  .

he  has  a  higher  moral  compass  than  most  of  his  frat  bros  ,  but  the  stupid  shit  he does  ,  u most  likely  won’t  even  be  able  to tell  ,  he’s  definitely  a  serial  romeo  and  a  heartbreaker  ,  one  compliment  ?  he’s  ready  to  drop  his  pants  &  fall  in  love  w/   u  .

HE DUMB  ,  but  like  he  can  talk  his  way  into  &  out  of  anything  ,  most  of  the  time  ,  batting  those  big  brown  eyes  &  a  million  dollar  smile  has  saved  his  ass  on  multiple  occasions  .

//   »    WANTED CONNECTIONS   :

EX-GIRLFRIEND :  i’m  thinking  his  first  &  only  “  serious  “  relationship  while  in  college  .  were  going  pretty  steady  until  he  cheated  on  her  (  hmm wc  on  who  he  cheated  on  her w/ ??  ) ,  she  never  found  out  but  that  guilt  ate warner TF UP  so  he  cut  things  off  with  her  via  text  message  and blocked  her  number  ,  ignores  her  any  chance  he  gets  ‘till  this  day  ,  cause  he  doesn’t  have  any  balls  and  cannot  face  his  fears  .

FRAT BROS  : lowkey  what  i’m  MOST  excited  for  asdfgh  like  whoever  is  in  beta  lambada mu  hit  me  the  fuck UP so  we  can  discuss  dynamics  ,  roomates  ,  allat  .

FOOTBALL TEAM  : same  for  above  ,  he’s  lowkey  cocky  &  got  sly  comments  when  he’s  on  the  field  ,  he constantly  humbles  himself  but  can’t  helps  it  ,  he is  hot  shit  and  he  knows  it  , how does  his  team  feel  ab  that  ??  w/  his  defensive  ass  !

GOOD-LUCK CHARM  :  prolly  a  girl  (  bonus  points  if  a  cheerleader  ???  im  not  picky  tho  i promise  if  ur  muse  don’t  shake  poms  idc  )  it  happened  out  the  blue  ,  they  screamed  his  name  while  the  team  was  walking  out  for  a  game  ,  and  she  called  that  he’d  get  3  td’s  and  thats  exactly  what  he  did  now  they  joke  ab  it  and  shit  (  maybe  a  goodluck  kiss b4  games  bc  its  warner lolol  ) idk  i  came  up  wit  it  on the  spot but  i love  it.

//   »    MISC   :

i’m a dumbass  &  this  got  way  longer  than  i  expected  but  if  u  made  it   all  the  way  thru  ily . 

[bkwrm523]

Afternoon Delight

Title: Afternoon Delight Rating: Explicit Pairing: John Kennex/reader Word Count: 2259 Warnings: Smut. Tags: @yourtropegirl @imoutofmyvulcanmind @dolamrothianlady  Summary: Dorian messes with John.  John gets an idea. Author’s Note: This was inspired by me and @outside-the-government drabbling the opening scene together in reblogs.  Beta’d by @medicatemedrmccoy 

“Your testicles suggest you… had some company last night.”  Dorian broke the silence in John’s car as he drove them into the precinct that morning.

“You- ugh.  Dorian, I thought I told you not to do that again!”  John groaned, shooting a glare at the android.

“I’m just trying to be happy for you, man.  Your mood is already better.”  Dorian smirked at John, already enjoying his partner’s attempt to deny it.  John didn’t reply, lapsing into a surlier silence.

“….Who was it, John?”  Dorian couldn’t resist continuing to pry at his partner.

“None of your business, that’s who!”

“…Was it Y/N?”

“No!”

“Your elevated heart rate suggests you’re lying to me, John.”

“I’ll throw you out of my car like I did to my last MX.”

“Am I turning you on, John?  You’re blushing, John.”  Dorian adjusted his vocals, doing a perfect imitation of Y/n’s voice as he moaned John’s name.

“All right, all right, that’s enough!  You’re creeping me out.”  John quickly interrupted.  He was definitely blushing, and his vitals responded immediately to Dorian’s voice.  There was silence in the car for another long moment.

“You sounded nothing like her, by the way.”  John finally spoke.

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah, really.  Your impersonation sucked.”

“Well your heart rate jumped up while I was impersonating Y/n.”  Dorian gave a broad grin, enjoying his partner’s discomfort.  Much to John’s relief, a call came into them, forcing their attention on the job.

***

Unfortunately for John, Dorian wouldn’t let the subject go.  All day.  He tried not to make eye contact with you when he and Dorian returned to the station, brushing off Dorian’s teasing as best he could.

It got under his skin, though, and in the oddest way.  Dorian’s impressions of your moans had done no justice to the source material, and he couldn’t stop thinking about the noises you’d made under him last night.  To the point where he couldn’t concentrate.  Seeing you go about your job at the precinct certainly didn’t help, not when all he could think about was bending you over his desk and taking you again.

Screw it.

John found something to keep Dorian busy; a trip to see Rudy that would take John’s partner awhile, and left before Dorian could question him too closely.  John quickly glanced around the squadroom, barely spotting your back retreating down a back hallway.  John smirked; perfect.  

You didn’t notice your boyfriend following you.  The first thing you knew, someone grabbed your waist and shoved you into a closet.  You almost screamed, until you looked up the chest you were pressed against.  You let out the tense breath you’d been holding and smacked his shoulder.

“Jesus, John!  You scar-mmf!”  You tried to yell at him for scaring you, but his lips crashed into yours, kissing you with an urgent passion.  One of his hands cradled the back of your skull, holding you in place as John desperately kissed you.  You rested your hands on his chest, clenching his shirt as you melted into him and moaned.  His free arm wrapped around your waist, holding you to him.  John moved you both, pressing your back into the wall as he ravaged your lips.  You tried to moan his name, but it wasn’t intelligible around his tongue in your mouth.  You whined and whimpered into his mouth, quickly losing your ability to concentrate on anything other than him.  You slumped into him, dazed and a little dizzy, gasping for air.

“Wha- uhh, what brought this on?”  You stuttered out the words, your eyes rolling back in your head as he attacked your neck with his mouth, sucking and nipping viciously.

“Can’t get you out of my head.”  John bit out the words, almost angry as he attacked your sensitive nerves.  Your neck was especially sensitive, and the look on his face last night when he’d discovered that had been good for almost an hour of pure torture.  And god did he use every second of the knowledge now; his hot breath on your neck wet from his saliva, hard sucking that made you gasp his name and grasp frantically at his arms.  You barely managed to keep your cries quiet, still clinging to the shred of your brain still able to remember that you couldn’t let the entire precinct know that you were having sex with Detective John Kennex in a closet.  He bit into your neck, just on the right side of painful, making you squeeze your eyes shut and thunk your head back against the wall.

“You gonna make more of those noises for me?”  John murmured, his voice darkly amused and mischievous.  “It’s been all I can think about today.”

“John,” you gasped, your voice still a whisper, as his hands snaked under your shirt, traveling up to your breasts.  “They could h-hear…” you bit your lip hard, barely suppressing a loud cry as his fingers found your nipples, stroking and caressing until you couldn’t see straight.

“Then make ‘em quietly.”  John replied with a smirk into your neck as he tweaked your nipples.  You hardly heard him, your eyes rolling back in your head and you focused on just breathing.

“Oh, fuck, John!”  You breathed, arching your back into him.  You missed his chuckle, reveling in the sparks of pleasure shooting to your brain.  One of his hands released your breasts, traveling down to your pants.  He tugged them just open enough to slip a hand inside, dropping his other hand to your hip as he sought out your dripping heat.

“No underwear today?”  John asked, his lips inches from yours.

“C-couldn’t f-find them.”  You stuttered out, the words coming hard as his hand stroked your outer folds.  He didn’t leave you waiting long before there was a finger inside you, stroking and thrusting and seeking the spots he’d found last night.  Your mouth dropped open and he surged forward, kissing you just in time to swallow your heedless cry as his finger(s?) found your gspot, stimulating you mercilessly.  John groaned into the kiss, scissoring his fingers inside you and swallowing your desperate cries.  You writhed against him; you’d woken up sore and sated, how was it possible he had you this needy for him this quickly?  The answer eluded you as you writhed on his hand, clutching at his shoulders in a desperate but fruitless attempt to ground yourself.  Your hips undulated rhythmically, thrusting down onto his hand without consulting you.  The resulting pleasure made your eyes roll back in your head, moments from the edge as you were assaulted by fingers and lips.  It wasn’t long before you were tumbling over, cries of John’s name muffled by his lips as he devotedly milked your orgasm on and on, fingers caressing your spasming walls until the electricity in your veins almost hurt.

You practically fell on him when you finally came down, face burying in his shoulder as you panted for breath, eyelids drooping.  He held you with one arm, pulling the other hand from your pants.  It took you a moment to realize that he was licking his fingers clean, a tired moan leaving you at the thought.  He looked down at you, fondness and love and lust all in his eyes at once, dropping a kiss on your forehead as he wrapped his other arm around your waist and just held you.

You could feel him against your thigh, and he had to be painfully hard.  But still, all he did was hold you and wait for you to catch your breath.  As soon as you’d recovered enough to move, you lifted a hand to cup his cheek, drawing a curious look down at you.  You pulled him down for a kiss, trying to return all the love you saw in his eyes.

“Need you,” you told him softly as you broke from his lips.  A confident smirk lit up his face, and you nearly groaned with the need to kiss it off his face.

“Already?”  John murmured, still cocky and confident.  You dropped your hand to his clothed erection, stroking it enough to make his eyes flutter and the confident look drop off his face.

“I’m not the only one who needs something,” you purred, returning his smirk.  You took advantage of his momentary distraction, leaning in to kiss the freckle on his collarbone.  You heard a low growl above you, and John pushed you away from him suddenly, stepping back and momentarily confusing you.  Until you saw him fumbling at his pants.  Your breath caught, and you began fumbling at yours.  Your fingers were clumsier than usual, and you’d barely gotten the zipper down before John was there.  His own pants and boxers were pulled down just enough that his cock was out, erect and weeping.  You hands paused on your pants, momentarily distracted by the sight.  John pulled your pants down, the slide of fabric over your ass bringing you back to the present.  You both freed one of your legs before he gave an impatient growl and pressed you against the wall again, his mouth attacking your neck.  His arms went around your waist, lifting you in the air and aligning his cock with your clit.  He ground against you as he sucked desperately at your neck.  You writhed against him, biting his shoulder to suppress your desperate cries.  You managed a barely comprehensible plea, drawing another groan from him.  One of his hands moved between you, teasing your outer folds to see how wet you were.

The answer, of course, was very.  The hand went back around your waist, holding you securely pressed between the wall and his hard body.  He nuzzled your jawline, grunting softly as he thrusted into you, bottoming out quickly.  The breath whooshed out of you in a soft squeak, and you clutched his torso as he stilled in you, letting you both adjust for a moment.

When he moved, you half expected the wall behind you to crack with the force of his thrusts.  You leaned into him and clung to him, able to focus on nothing more than his cock inside you, filling you up perfectly.  You buried your face in the crook of his neck, whimpering and whining.  Your legs clenched his hips tightly, wrapped around his waist   John didn't make much noise; mostly grunts and the occasional growl as his cock pulverized your pussy.  It was brushing past your gspot on nearly every thrust, irregularly enough to pull a startled gasp or squeak from you every time.  Over sensitive as you still were, it didn't take long before you were close again.

“John,” you gave a ragged gasp, trying to warn him.  John groaned again, and the next thrust into you had an extra snap.  

“Fuck,” John cursed, his voice low and strained.  You felt him grow inside you, telling you how close he was.  You gave a desperate whine, and your orgasm suddenly overwhelmed you.  You clenched him tighter with arms and legs, barely managing to throttle down your voice into little whimpers.  Your vision whited out as his cock grew in you, and you felt him come, snapping his hips harder into yours until your brain simply stopped thinking, utterly overwhelemed.

You didn’t quite black out, though you came close.  When you ‘came to’, you were in pretty much the same position as before; arms and legs wrapped around John, his softening cock still buried inside you, pressed between him and the wall.  You shifted a little, trying to decide how to get John’s attention.  He seemed to come alert then, making a muffled noise into your neck before standing up straighter and lifting his head to look at you.  He kissed you before you could speak, this time gentle and slow.

“So am I going to see you tonight?”  John asked, some time later.

You laughed and groaned at the same time, dropping your head to his shoulder.  “John!”  You exclaimed, laughter still in your voice.  “I need a break!”

“Come on, we could just do dinner.  Besides, you left your underwear at my place.”  John suggested, grinning at you.

“We’re not gonna just do dinner, you’re just going to seduce me again.”

“Again?  Hey, last night you made the first move!”

“Because you were looking at me like- uugh!”

“Well, how can I argue with that?”

“Tomorrow!  We can have dinner tomorrow, I need some rest!”

“Come on, I know the best noodle places in town.  And I give great massages.”

“Ugh.  Fine, dinner tonight.”

You didn’t look up to see the grin spreading across John’s face.  He helped you down then, and you both straightened your clothes.  Straightening your hair took longer, as John kept messing it up.  But you finally fended him off enough to make yourself presentable, and both carefully left the closet.

Only to run into an MX halfway down the hall.  John’s posture tensed, and he dropped his head in irritation as the MX behind him spoke.

“Officer Kennex, Officer Y/L/n, your vitals suggest you have been engaging in activities prohibited within the precinct according to statute-” The MX was cut off as John pulled his gun, half turned to look at the MX, and unloaded a round in its face.  You managed to stop yourself from snickering, but you couldn’t help smiling.

“I am not going to explain this to the captain.”  You told John, amused.

“Yeah.  I’ll handle it.”  John replied, equal parts amused and exasperated.  “See you tonight.”

Your poor sore body.