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toxicanonymity · 4 days ago

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THE STAKEOUT

UNIVERSE: THE RAID (Dark: Stockholm Syndrome) PAIRING: Javier Peña x f!reader x Steve Murphy LENGTH: 2.6k words (9 pages) WARNINGS: 18+, captivity, handcuffs, BJ, degradation, overstim (m), dry humping, just the tip, kissing, light cumplay, creampie, ref to promiscuity (m), stavier sexual tension. NOTES: Ty @milla-frenchy for your smut ask a yr ago after jojo lmao I hope it hits like new. Ty everyone who's encouraged me and held my hand and @dark-scape for her presence. FIC RECS | MY MASTERLIST

Javi returns from the precinct, and he and Steve are in the kitchen debriefing while you watch TV on the sofa.

" Messina's not happy ," Javi says.

"Yeah? What's up her ass?"

Javi's eyebrows shoot up in surprise at Steve's reaction. " I think it's more about who isn't. "

Steve rolls his eyes and braces his hands on the counter, stretching out his arms. He tongues the inside of his cheek as he looks up at Javi, then asks, "What makes ya say that?"

" She asked about you ." Then Javi prods, " Wanna tell me what's going on? "

Steve groans in frustration. "Nothin's goin' on."

" Well if you don’t give it to her soon, our leash is about to tighten. "

"Why don't you do it?"

" She asked about you before I had it back in my pants .”

“Ouch,” Steve laughs, then shakes his head. “Nah, nothin’ but a power move. Knock ya down a peg, remind ya who’s in charge.”

Javi shrugs. “Or she just likes that big, white-boy cock.” He slaps Steve on the back.

Steve smirks, then his humor fades. He covers and rubs his face with one hand. "Fuck." His gaze falls on you, sitting on the sofa, pretending not to listen.

Javi interrupts Steve’s thoughts, “We’ve gotta do some surveillance tonight.”

“Alright,” Steve agrees, “Shifts? Whos’ first?”

“Both of us ,” Javi explains, “We can’t be outnumbered.”

“What’re we gonna do with our pequenita?” (little girl). Steve gestures toward you.

“Taking her with us,” Javi says. “How 'bout a field trip, sweetheart? ”

You perk up and ask, ”Really?”

”Guess we better get her dressed,” Steve says.

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They handcuff you as a precaution, and to keep you out of view, they put you on the passenger floorboard on your knees. It’s a big truck with a back seat, but they want to keep you close. You’re not allowed to see where they're going. But they make you a deal. No blindfold if you keep your mouth on Steve's cock the whole time. You settle in between Steve's long legs, with your hands cuffed behind your back. He braces his knees around you, holding you snugly for balance.

After a few seconds, Javi asks Steve, "What are you waiting for?"

Steve's calves squeeze your arms as he lifts his hips to unbutton and unzip with a sigh. He isn't really hard, but the soft heft and aroma is enough to make your mouth water.

Before the truck starts rolling, he lifts his thick shaft with two fingers and murmurs. "Here ya go, sugar." You look up at him and his eyes sparkle with half a smile.

You open your mouth and meet the tip with your lips. He clears his throat as you suck his shaft into your mouth, then relax. His soft cock sits heavily on your tongue, and you haven't taken it all the way. He doesn't make you. His enormous hands gently cradle your head and the back of your neck to protect you in case of a sudden stop. His legs stay snuggly bracketing you. Javi starts driving.

You don't have to suck Steve off, the rule is only that it has to be in your mouth, but you can't help it. He feels so smooth and the taste of him is familiar and comforting. Not like Javi's, which tastes like rejection but you crave it all the same.

His cock thickens and you let out a little sound, making him twitch. There's something about being completely helpless with your hands cuffed, being down on your knees, cradled by his legs and hands. You suck from the back of your throat, and soon enough, he's fully hard. Steve sighs. You subtly tongue him in your mouth without bobbing your head. Then you take him as far as you can in your throat and he mutters, "shit, baby." Your eyes prickle and you wish you could see his face, but when he exhales, you can imagine his cheeks puffing.

You alternate between really sucking and just kind of suckling on it until you begin to sense he's close. "Easy," Steve warns. You calm yourself and let it rest in your mouth. He supports your head, holding your cheek in his warm palm for a little rest. You're not sucking, but with all the saliva building up, you have to swallow around his cock, and that makes his hips just barely lift with a moan each time.

Before you reach the destination, Steve cums, spurting his warm, salty spend against your throat. It’s heady and thick, the kind of load you’ll taste for days. His hips lift gently into your mouth with each burst until he sighs and relaxes. You begin to let his spent length out of your mouth, but Javi reaches over and his hand cover’s Steve’s on the back of your head, keeping your mouth full. You're still not allowed to take it out. As hard as you try to be nothing but a warm wet hole to rest in, Steve grunts and breathes shakily with the overstimulation.

When the truck finally stops, You’re allowed to remove your mouth. Your jaw is a little sore.

“Sorry,” you apologize to Steve as he zips up his jeans. “For what?” he winks. He dabs your mouth for you, then reaches down your back to uncuff your wrists.

Javi says, "Good girl. Behave yourself, and maybe you can sit on a cock on the way home."

"Jav," Steve protests and your heart falls. "Drivin' around like that's the fastest way to lose her."

Javi holds a hand up and lowers his voice, “wait ,” looking out the window.

Steve bends forward to get a better look. His face tenses. “That goddamn asshole again?”

“He’s a buyer, not a seller,” Javi reminds him. “He'll work with us .”

“Dirtbag ain’t given us shit,” Steve replies. “Never shoulda let him off with a warning.”

“I don’t like him anymore than you do ” Javi says with a much cooler head than Steve. "Maybe this time, he has something. Let’s find out.”

Steve runs his hand through his hair and sighs. “And if he don’t?”

“We’ve still got another pair of cuffs,” Javi answers.

Steve chuckles dismissively. “He’d be out in four hours.”

“C’mon,” Javi says and nods toward you. “Lock’er up, let’s go.”

“I won’t go anywhere,” you promise.

Javi pauses for a moment, then looks you over and says “It’s for your own good,” before getting out of the car.

Steve gets out and stretches, then looks around the car. His long body folds toward you at the hips, then his knees bend. He looks under the passenger seat. “M’Sorry, baby,” he mumbles. He takes your hand gently in his, making yours look tiny. He doesn’t have to coax you into offering your wrist under the seat. He cuffs you to the bar normally used to move it forward and back. It’s always pushed back as far as it can go for Steve and his long legs.

“Be careful,” you whisper. You know you shouldn’t care about them, but you’re scared for their safety. You tell yourself it’s because their safety ensures yours. Steve’s face softens as he looks at you. “Gonna be fine,” he tells you. His thumb brushes your temple.

Javi watches with sincere eyes as Steve strokes your cheek. “We’re professionals,” Javi reassures you, then his gaze shifts to Steve and he raises his eyebrows in skepticism. “Right, Murphy? Professionals.”

Murphy puffs out his cheeks as he blows out air. “Goddamn professionals,” he reluctantly agrees. His large hand slides over the top of your head. “Sit tight, sugar.”

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You’ve always appreciated the tactical gear for looking so fucking hot, but this is one of the first times you’ve thought about the actual function of their vests. You’re worried about them. You imagine Steve and Javi stalking around the house with their knees bent, guns drawn. The way you saw them that first day you met. And you’re almost too nervous to think about how hot they must look.

It’s quiet, really quiet. You can’t really see, but after catching a glimpse of the ground, when they opened the door, you could picture the kind of place you were in. A dry dirt lot littered by paper fast food cups and muddy clothes that dried like bricks into their wrinkled state. There’s probably a gutted, run-down building with no door. A building not good for much else than squatting, stashing, and dealing. There are no animal noises, no dry weeds rustling against each other in the wind. Just the faint sound of traffic.

Your concern for them makes you think a little more than you want to about the state of your life. You didn’t consider yourself at a low point before, but Javi was right. He was wise. You could see the concern in his eyes, and the care when he said there’s nowhere to go but up. Where did he see all this going, you wondered. Would he get you clean and let you go? Where would you even go? What would you do?

It feels like they’re gone forever. Eventually, you hear a scuffle. Raised voices, three voices, muffled by the concrete. Then Javi booms, “Let it go."

They talk over each other more.

'Javi barks, “Further!"'Javi barks, “Further!"

"I'm trying," the voice yells back from a little further away.

Steve is exasperated. He shouts, "You can walk fine, asshole." then at normal volume, "Get outta here, dirtbag.”

As the partners walk back to the car, they argue with each other.

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“You're driving,” Javi informs Steve. Steve gets in the driver’s seat and adjusts it way back to make room for his long legs. His knuckles are bloody. He lowers his aviators to look at you. Javi opens the back door, then yours. “I was good,” you remind him.

Javi takes a deep breath.

“Ahh, pobrecita ” Javi commiserates, and looks you over with his hands on his hips. “You’re right. You were good. Want to stretch your legs?” He uncuffs you and tells Steve to keep an eye out, then helps you out of the car. He smooths your dress for you–a futile effort, considering you’ll only be standing for a moment.

“You can sit on it later, how’s that, sugar?” Steve offers from inside the car.

“Did I say it would be *you*?” Javi snaps. Apparently Steve had not been good. Unprofessional, you could guess.

“The girl needs a cock and I got one. All I’m sayin’,” Steve continues defiantly.

Javi’s jaw clenches, and he takes off his sunglasses to stare Steve down. “You wanna sit on a cock, sweetheart?” he asks in a voice like he’s talking to you, but he’s looking more toward Steve.

“What happened?” you ask in response, morbidly curious and invested in their spat.

Javi closes the back door, takes his place in the passenger seat again, and takes off his belt, but leaves the tac vest on. He pats his lap.

“Finally gonna give it to her?” Steve heckles, and Javi ignores him.

“Facing me ” Javi tells you.

“Really?” Steve asks.

Javi doesn’t respond. He leans the seat back a little, helps you into straddling him, and spreads the skirt of your dress over his lap so your bare cunt is against the soft texture of his gray pants.

Steve drives.

As though he’s getting ready to take a portrait, Javi's hands run over you, adjusting and admiring things – letting his thumb pay a visit to your clothed nipple, fixing your hair. He adjusts your weight, and his warm bulge swells under you. He admires your face and cups your cheek. When your hips move, he thumbs your lower lip, then slides it into your mouth. You suck his thumb, and his cock stiffens against you. He wants to feel you soak through his pants. His thumb withdraws, taking saliva to your chin, and he gives you his index and middle finger.

You suck his fingers, and he says, “Good.” His hips lift, and you whimper with his fingers still in your mouth. “You really need a cock?” he asks with a skeptical squint. “Right now? ”

You bite your lips and search his face for the answer. “I can control myself,” you tell him, and his face softens. “Good girl .”

Steve scoffs quietly, but if either of you notice, you don’t show it.

You grind on Javi slowly, tension coiling in your depths. He slides his hands under your dress and holds you closer. You breathe heavily as he begins to help you move on him. He lifts you toward him to slide his hand all the way down your crack, between your legs to your pussy. Two wet fingers drag along your dripping seam then take some of your slick toward your asshole. His middle finger teases the tight little hole.

The tension swells, tugging at the coil in your depths, ready to let it spring free. He pulls you tight against him, with your face near his. Your sensitive front twitches against his hardness, and your mouth falls open with a gasp. The coil of tension springs open, flooding your core with pleasure, soaking through his pants. You unravel with a moan that falls hot on Javi’s cheek. Javi takes a deep whiff, with his nose nudging your lips, then his hand wedges between your bodies to take his hard dick out of his pants. He gathers your wetness and spreads some on his shaft before holding you tight again. The warm, smooth shaft is stiff as a rod against your dripping cunt as you slide against it.

His nose nudges your lips again with a slow inhale, then he cups the back of your head and smashes his lips into yours. There’s nothing hesitant about the way his tongue plunges into your mouth. He kisses you deep, with hunger. He sucks you into him and moans without breaking away. His tongue claims you, and he pulls your head closer as if he can’t get enough. His energy is possessive. He drinks you in, breaking only for a moment, with heavy breaths, then his lips take yours again.

He leans back and lifts you against him. His cockhead nudges at your entrance, and he moans into your mouth. He drags his cock through your slippery slit and it catches at your entrance again. The tip nudges into you just barely, right as he begins to cum. His lips break from yours with a shudder as a hot rope of his seed spurts into your pussy for the first time. After one more, he slides his tip along your seam again, painting your vulva with the rest of his spend.

Your body relaxes against him with a whine.

“Shhh, you’re okay,” he says. “I’m proud of you .”

He tries not to move you too much as he puts his dick away, then readjusts you on top of him.

The tac vest isn’t exactly comfortable, but it rises and falls with his breaths, and you’re already fading when he gently holds your head and coaxes you asleep with another, “shhh .”

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Steve hands Javi a lit cigarette and Javi accepts it in silence.

“Feel better now?” Steve asks quietly.

Javi scoffs.

“Alright, what’s up your ass?” Steve asks, then teases, “Or is it what ain’t?”

“You’re out of control,” Javi scolds him in a near-whisper, seething about his partner’s violent outburst.

“Hey, say the word and I’ll put it there,” Steve continues and adjusts himself.

“Knock it off. I’m serious, Murph. Control yourself or we’re off the case .”

“Shhh,” Steve says, glancing at your head on Javi’s shoulder. “Alright, I hear ya.”

They ride home in silence.

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milla-frenchy · 3 months ago

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The hounds of hell 3

Written with @aurorawritestoescape

2k2 | Javier Peña x fem reader x Steve Murphy | ao3 Summary: Javi and Steve can’t keep their hands off you. Even when you sleep. Even in the morning Warnings: dubcon somnophilia (reader fell asleep and didn't consent to it), threesome, rough sex, degradation, dirty tak, praise kink, size kink, dvp, fingering, some m/m action, creampies. No age specified

a/n: thanks for the love on this series 🙏 It's been a while since we've seen our two DEA agents, but Kate and I were really happy to play with them again. We have a fourth and final part planned. This part takes place right after part 2, we hope you’ll like it ❤️

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Javi woke up in the middle of the night. He was hard. So fucking hard. His hand was cupping your breast, his cock snuggly against your ass. He thought about the evening before, how Steve and him fucked you. They railed you so good. Filled you full with their cum.

It wasn’t as wild as the first time, when they had spread your cunt with their two cocks, leaving you cockdumb like a good little drunk fuckdoll. But still, yesterday you took it good. Fucking good.

He smirked. As soon as he had seen you dance that first night at the bar, swinging your ass in front of him, he had known you’d want to take their cocks. No need to get you drunk for that, but well… they wanted to have fun.

Now you were still sleeping, in Steve’s arms, one leg wrapped around him. Seemed like you really liked climbing him.

But right that moment Javi just wanted to stick his dick in your cunt. To stick it really nice and deep. So he squeezed Steve’s arm, and as soon as his partner woke up and saw Javi’s look, a carnal smile twisted his lips.

It took Steve seconds to get hard too. He breathed in your hair, your face buried in his neck, as you were sleeping peacefully. Unaware of what was about to happen. Javi nodded at his partner impatiently, and Steve placed his hand over your mouth, without pressing on it for now. He didn't want to wake you up before Javi filled you with his whole length. He wanted to feel your body tense, your breath hitch.

Javi gripped Steve’s thigh for leverage, his other hand wrapped around his cock. He didn't take the time to brush his tip against your folds, didn't try to cover it with the cum that was still flowing from your hole. He thrusted in and bottomed out in one go, growling against your neck. You woke up instantly, your surprised whimper muffled by Steve's hand, now pressed over your mouth.

“Shhh… let us use you, baby.”

You tried to understand where you were, tried to regain your senses, hearing Steve's voice. You were in Javi's apartment where you had fallen asleep. And… Javi was lying behind you, fucking your sore cunt. As soon as you remembered everything, you moaned, already turned on by how they were using you, even when you were asleep. Your wetness flowed, covering Javi's cock, and Steve removed his hand.

“Rise and shine, little slut”, Javi growled in your ear, then grabbed your arm and placed it behind your back. He pulled away slightly, watching his glistening cock sink into your cunt in the moon light.

“Always so tight, even when we streched you all night. Even full of our cum,” he growled, spreading you deliciously. “We really can do whatever we want with you, mmm?”

Steve leaned in and kissed you, his moustache brushing against your lips, his big hands cupping your cheeks. You moaned into his mouth, tongues licking at each other, while Javi was still pounding in, grunting in your ear.

“She’s drippin’. Putita,” Javi gritted through his teeth and then pulled out. “Your turn. Fuck her.”

Steve lifted your thigh to open you up more, grabbed his cock and replaced Javi’s in your already sore hole. You whimpered as he slammed into you, before pumping into you relentlessly. Javi pulled you towards him, making you face Steve fully, who was stammering “fuck, baby…” continuously, his eyes fixed on yours. Drunk with the pleasure of his cock sliding into your pussy.

They were using your barely awake body as a fleshlight. A fuck doll. Javi’s cock slid between your thighs, and he started to hump you, rubbing himself between your legs and against Steve’s balls.

“Fuck,” he grunted before snaking his hand between Steve’s body and yours. Javi seized the other man’s cock and began jerking his shaft while only the tip was buried in you. Steve’s head tilted back in pleasure.

“Shit, Javi….”

“Don’t move, stay like that, just the tip in her…” he ordered.

You were breathless. Javi jacking Steve off while he was inside you was the hottest thing you’d ever experienced. Their way of using you was always so wild and filthy.

Steve wrapped his hand around the back of Javi's neck and held onto it, his eyes fixed on him above your shoulder, feeling the warmth of Javi's hand on his cock, and his dick brushing against his balls. You felt yourself like an object. Something they used to get off with, and it was turning you on insanly.

Then Steve looked at you and smiled. With his damn mischievous smile, that made you gush even more.

“Fuck her with me, Javi. She’s drippin’.”

“ ‘Course she is. Always fucking soaked. Always ready to take our cocks. Right, little slut?”

“Shit… yeah… yeah.”

“I'm surprised you can still talk. But that's alright. In 2 minutes you'll be cock dumb again.”

“Fuck,” you managed to murmur. He wasn't wrong, and you didn’t even want to pretend otherwise. Taking them was too good.

“Is that right, baby? You’re gonna be on cloud 9, as soon as you're full of us?”

You nodded, waiting for them to do whatever they wanted to you.

Steve slowed down when Javi pressed his tip against his partner's cock, and used it to slide into your sloppy entrance. You whined when he pushed in and you squeezed Steve's shoulder, biting your lip. Even though your pussy was already stretched, even though you were still leaking their cum, welcoming them both, spreading you wide open, was a whole different thing. And like the first time they had fucked your cunt with their two dicks you weren't sure you could take them. You whimpered louder when Javi kept pushing.

“Shut her up,” Javi growled, still thrusting in, and Steve placed his big hand over your mouth to silence you, pressing the back of your head against Javi. You widened your eyes when Javi's fat tip spread your walls, your cry muffled by Steve’s palm.

“You're gonna do it. Already did, right?” Steve said. You nodded, trying to relax and to make it easier.

“Come on, let me in. Fuck, yeah! Just like that, good girl,” Javi praised you, when his whole shaft joined his partner’s soaking cock inside you.

“Shit, yeah, that’s it,” he growled, pushing Steve's palm away to hear your moans. He slid his hand down to your clit, his sweaty chest pressed against your back. “Now…you’re gonna come on our cocks. I wanna hear you whine and moan.. feel you clench on us.”

His finger twirled over your swollen clit, just like you needed it to make your climax rise. The slight pain was still there, but it was so insignificant compared to the heat and the sensations you were feeling. To the music of their groans filling the bedroom.

“You’re gonna be a good girl for us, baby? Shit… she’s gripping our dicks so hard.”

Steve’s hands were on your hips, using them to thrust in. Sometimes at the same pace as Javi, sometimes one after the other.

“Shit… you’re so hot baby. I’m gonna…”

“No! Not yet. Not before she comes.”

Their way of behaving, so different from each other, was turning you on since the beginning. Steve loved to praise you, hug you, you felt protected in his arms. Even if it could seem strange, considering your first night together. Javi was… wild. Elusive, degrading. Bossy. And since the first day, their “good cop, bad cop” dynamic was making you crazy.

“That’s it, putita. Come on, come for us. Don’t be shy, we already know what a slut you are.”

“Fuck, fuck… gonna come… gonna come,” you panted, feeling your orgasm building, until you began pulsating on their cocks, moaning.

“Fill her up now, Steve. Soak us,” Javi commanded, his hands now clinging to your waist, chasing his own climax.

“Oh fuuuuuck…” Steve moaned, just before he started spilling his cum into you, his cock twitching against Javi’s who exploded soon after, his lips pressed against your neck. You already knew you’d have a hickey the next day.

Their growls echoed through the room, both holding on to your body, thrusting until their cocks and balls were fully milked.

When you woke up in the morning, the bed was empty. You smelled coffee, heard low voices coming from another room. You got up and went to the bathroom first. Your thighs were sticky and you were still dripping their cum.

Then you put on someone’s shirt, lying on the chair, and went to find your lovers.

Steve greeted you with a wide smile and Javi looked you up and down when you padded into the kitchen.

“Morning, baby. We thought you’d sleep in… wanted to leave you a note before leaving,” Steve said with a playful smile and pulled you onto his lap.

They were both wearing shirts and jeans, probably ready to head to work.

“I smelled coffee,” you explained and immediately melted against him when he pinched your chin and turned your head to give you a long soft kiss. Your back was pressed to his chest, his big arms wrapped around your waist holding you close. You whimpered when his hand slid down to your pussy and he gently cupped your folds.

“Still wet,“ he smirked against your lips and you smiled back shyly.

“Of course she’s wet. She’s been taking huge loads all evening and night,” Javi chuckled. You turned away from Steve and saw the other man standing next to you two, placing a fresh cup of coffee on the table. Then he bent over and kissed you. His lips were gentle, but his tongue possessively pushed between your lips. Steve softly laughed and began kissing the side of your neck, still holding you and cupping your pussy.

Trapped between the men you were on the seventh heaven, smelling their cologne, relishing their taste on your tongue. You felt your pussy clench and gush into Steve’s warm palm. He took a sharp breath and murmured against your neck,

“Fuck, baby, your pussy’s crying into my hand. Javi, check her out.”

You didn’t know if Steve was talking about you or your sloppy cunt and you gasped when he took Javi’s hand and brought it between your thighs. They both started touching your folds, sliding their thick fingers between them and gathering the evidence of the previous night mixed with your fresh arousal.

“Putita’s gonna drip all over your jeans, Steve,” Javi smirked as he pushed his middle finger into your overflowing hole.

“Fuck it. She’s so hot.”

You bit your lip at the mixture of praise and degradation and dropped your head to watch them play with your pussy. Soon the room got filled with your loud moaning and whimpering as Steve was drawing tight circles over your puffy clit, while Javi was pumping two fingers in and out of your drooling entrance. His other hand was pulling and twitching your hardened nipples under the open shirt.

”Come for us, baby, give us one more,” Steve whispered against your temple when you rested your head on his shoulder. If he wasn’t holding you you’d surely fall on the floor, that’s how gone with pleasure you were.

Javi’s face was hovering over yours as his fingers were working your pussy, his dark eyes taking in every sign of your ecstasy.

“Mírate (look at you), little slut, can’t even have her morning coffee without getting fucked.”

You fluttered your eyes open and gave him a hazy smile. He cursed and his lips crashed against yours. Steve was nuzzling your cheek and then his lips traveled to your mouth too and the three of you started kissing. Your tongues danced against each other with passion and hunger and you were happy to taste them both at the same time while their hands were bringing you closer to the release.

It didn’t take long before you began shaking in Steve’s arms, coming hard from your clit and g-spot being stimulated, clamping on Javi’s fingers and drenching their hands with your juices.

Steve was talking you through it, his voice low and gruff in your ear, “Yes, yes, beautiful— like that— I’m here, I’ve got you—let it go.”

Javi kept kissing you, swallowing all your cries. He parted from your lips only when your walls stopped clenching on his digits and you relaxed in Steve’s embrace.

Javi plopped in his chair and adjusted himself before taking a sip of his coffee. Through half lidded eyes you saw a huge bulge in his jeans and felt Steve’s cock stiff and big under your ass cheek.

“You’re both so hard. Let me suck you off,” you offered with a breathy voice but Steve kissed your cheek and croaked, “Believe me, we’d want nothing else right now…but we’re already late.”

He kissed you and helped you to get up and sit on the chair next to him.

“We’ll jerk off at lunch. Thinking about what we did to you this morning,” he smiled and gave you a wink. Your legs were still trembling from the orgasm but your slutty clit twitched when you heard his words. Javi got up and cupped your cheek.

“Get some rest, hermosa. Gracias for the night and for this hard on,” he smirked before looking at Steve and motioning for them to get going.

Steve quickly finished his coffee. “Close the door on your way out. We’ll call you, baby.”

Then he gave you a goodbye kiss and they left.

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lokischocolatefountain · 7 months ago

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Narcos, where Pedro Pawscal plays Agent Awwier Peña who’s working hard with his buddies Steve Meowphy and Purracio Carrillo to catch catnip trafficking druglord Pawblo Escobar

#pedro pascal #narcos #javier peña #this is what i do instead of writing #steve murphy #escobar

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nicolethered · 4 months ago

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Pedro with a cigarette tucked behind his ear

•Javier Peña in Narcos 1x09 (2015-2017)

•Lucien de Leon in The Uninvited (202)

#pedro pascal #javier peña #steve murphy #boyd holbrook #lucien de leon #lucien flores #narcos #the uninvited #the uninvited spoilers

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delicioushottubpeanut · 10 months ago

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Y'know when you start liking a dilf and see all these edits and then become jealous because they have liked them longer than you

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aurorawritestoescape · 1 year ago

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THE HOUNDS OF HELL

written with @milla-frenchy

Pairing: Javier Peña x f!reader x Steve Murphy

Summary: you meet two DEA agents in a bar. You drink too much and they offer to take you home.

Warnings: 18+ mndi. Dubcon (alcohol), dark!Javi, dark!Steve, unprotected piv, mfm, dvp, oral (f/m), ball sucking, manhandling, dirty talk, praise kink, size kink, manipulation, cum eating, cum play, multiple orgasms. Steve can pick up reader. No age specified

Word count: 4,3k

A/n: @toxicanonymity this is for you🖤💖 It’s our way of thanking you for all the amazing fics you've been gifting us over the past year! We love you!🫶

The title is from the lyrics of Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes

Part 2 || AO3 || Milla’s Masterlist || My Masterlist

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You were spending Friday night with your friend in your favorite bar. The air was filled with music and cigarette smoke. You were chatting and drinking when two men approached your table. They asked if they could join you two, the place being packed. You didn’t mind, and they introduced themselves. The man who sat next to you had dark hair and piercing eyes. His name was Javi.

The blonde one, Steve, joined your friend. He had beautiful blue eyes.

Both of them were handsome and seemed nice.

Javi said they were DEA agents and you felt even more at ease around them. Every second man in Bogota was somehow connected to drug dealing and it was nice to meet someone safe. In no time you were talking, laughing and enjoying their company.

At one point Steve offered to buy another round and you agreed. A few minutes later, your friend said that she didn’t feel good. You offered your help but she refused, not wanting to interrupt the fun. At first, you felt a bit uncomfortable, alone with the two men, but as the night progressed you shared more stories, drank more tequila and forgot your concerns. They were good company and pleasant. They showered you with attention, yet weren’t sleazy or inappropriate. Sometimes you would notice their eyes lingering on your lips and chest for a little too long but you felt flattered.

“Vamos a bailar (let’s dance),” Javi suggested and you jumped at the opportunity to move as your head started to feel heavy after all the drinks.

Steve stayed at the table nursing his beer.

“Gonna watch you two for now,” he said with a glint in his eye and gave you a lopsided smile before Javi led you to the dance floor.

***

Soon your hips were seductively swaying to the rhythm of the music as Javi’s gaze was gliding over your lips, down to your breasts and legs. You turned around to show off your ass as your hands slid up and down your body accentuating every curve for his eyes to devour. A second later you felt his hands on your hips, not grabbing you but gently resting there, keeping you close. So close that you could feel his massive bulge brushing against your lower back. The idea of that handsome man getting hard because of you made you gush and you leaned against his broad chest as he wrapped his arms around your middle, a big hand splayed over your belly. Now with your heated bodies flush with each other, it seemed like there was only you and him on the crowded dance floor.

You felt his mustache tickling your cheek, his hot wet breath caressing your neck, and you turned your face to him. Javi’s eyes were obsidian with lust and even the flashing lights over your heads couldn’t push through their darkness. He looked at your lips and in the next moment he leaned in and kissed you, slowly and gently, as if luring you in. The moment his tongue tasted yours, you moaned and felt your cheeks heat up at your involuntary display of desire. You pulled away and turned your face away from him, trying to calm down and taking deep breaths.

Javi turned you around, and everything swayed, thanks to the tequila shots.

“Qué pasa, hermosa? (what is it, sweetheart?). It’s just a kiss. Estás buenísima (you’re so hot),” he whispered against your temple.

You realized that two pairs of hands were touching you. Feeling another broad chest at your back, you opened your eyes and tried to turn around but they stopped you.

“No, baby, stay like this. Wanna dance with you too,” Steve said into your ear and began moving with the music.

His bulge was grinding against your ass making you soak your panties. You were caged between the two man and albeit being nervous you couldn’t deny the growing tingling between your legs. They were hot and you were having a great time. While the music carried you, their hands were roaming your body, not aggressively but in the way that made you want more. At one point Steve’s face happened to be inches from you and your lips met. The kiss was slow and intense and you got lost in it while they both were holding you between them.

Suddenly you felt dizzy and hot so you stopped dancing and said that you needed some fresh air.

Steve walked you out while Javi went to pay for the drinks. Your legs were weak and you felt like you could fall any second.

“I think I should go home,” you mumbled, bracing your hand on the wall outside the bar.

“You ok, baby?” Steve asked with worry in his voice holding you by the waist, “Let’s get you in the car. We ain’t leaving you alone.”

“Take me home, please,” you asked as Steve wrapped his arm around your torso. You two got in the back of the car and a few moments later Javi joined you taking the driver’s seat.

***

You felt shaky and foggy, but happy to finally sit down. Too much alcohol in too little time, and you were clearly unable to drive. You took a deep breath of relief. Two DEA agents as bodyguards in the streets of Bogota, it couldn’t be better.

When Javi started the engine, you asked him to wait a few minutes, afraid of being sick. Steve, sitting next to you, leaned between the front seats to put a cassette into the car stereo and the sound of a bass guitar filled the space of the car. He turned up the volume, and you rested your head on the seat, staring at the streetlights lighting up the night city. Javi was hitting the wheel with his thumb to the rhythm of the music.

You turned to look at Steve, who was moving his head enjoying the song. Sometimes he closed his eyes, that way feeling the music even more. And then he started to sing.

You couldn’t believe how well he sang, couldn’t take your eyes off him. He looked at you and smiled as he was singing, and his blue eyes made you melt. He placed his arm on the headrest behind your head and leaned down to kiss you. Your panties had already been soaked under your short dress, since the three of you had danced at the bar. You felt yourself gushing more while you were kissing.

He smelled of mint, whiskey and cigarettes and was exuding self-confidence. Damn, he was so hot, with his brown leather jacket and jeans. When his lips slid down to your neck, you slipped your fingers into his blonde hair. His mustache was rubbing gently against your skin. You glanced over at Javi who was watching you two in the rearview mirror. He readjusted himself with a smirk on his face, a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

Steve pulled back, his face still staying inches from yours, and asked, “how do you feel?”

“I’m better now. We can go...”

“Great. What’s your address, baby?”

After you told them, Steve gave a nod to the other man and leaned towards you again. Javi started to drive. Steve’s hand rested on your thigh, and you tried not to start rolling your hips while you two were kissing.

"Wait, I feel dizzy...we should…uh…slow down”, you mumbled, trying to blink the spinning away.

“You’re ok, baby. You didn't have that much. Soon you’ll be home, asleep in your bed, ok?”

You nodded, although you weren't sure you drank as little as he said. His lips were on yours again, and his hand slid up your leg. When you moaned against his lips, he slipped his hand between your thighs.

“No wait, I don’t-”

“Ain’t gonna hurt you, beautiful…just wanna have a good time before we get to your place.”

He hissed through his teeth when his fingers reached your pussy. “Damn! You’re soaked, baby. It's a shame we can’t enjoy it. But we’re good guys, aren’t we Javi?”

“Yeah…we’ll keep it in our pants, Hermosa, don’t worry.”

You relaxed, and when Steve plunged his fingers into your pussy you didn’t stop him. You let yourself be lulled by the ride and by his fingers, your head laid back. You snaked your hands under his jacket, and felt his hot chest, his muscles under the shirt. Your eyes rolled back, and you whispered, “fuck…’m gonna…’m gonna come.”

“Yeah, you're squeezing my fingers so damn hard. C’mon, give it to me, baby, you’ll feel better, I promise.”

You noticed him glance at Javi and smile, but your mind was too foggy to react. When you came all over his fingers, you grabbed his wrist to keep them buried inside you until you stopped shaking.

“Fuck…I really think I drank way too much…Shouldn’t have done that.”

You looked out the window, feeling the car slow down, but you didn’t recognize the houses.

“Where are we?”

“Just grabbin’ some stuff at Javi’s…won’t be long. Come on, baby. Can’t stay in the car at night, it’s too dangerous.”

“Wait, no…You said you were bringing me home!”

“And we gonna. Won’t be long, I told ya. Unless you wanna walk home alone, from here? Your choice.”

You sighed, and followed them. You couldn't possibly walk alone, in the middle of the night, in that dress. You stumbled, and Javi grabbed your arm.

“Lemme help you,” he said, smiling.

***

He led you to his apartment, Steve walking in front of you two. Your legs were still trembling from your orgasm and the alcohol in your blood. When you entered Javi’s place, the men glanced at each other and you felt slightly uncomfortable.

“You’re gonna drive me home, right?”

“Sure, baby”, Steve replied.

You shivered from the cold, your jacket was in your car, and your tight dress covered little of your body. Javi poured three shots of tequila, which he and Steve drank in one go. Javi handed one to you.

“Come on, hermosa. It’ll warm you up.”

You knew it wasn't a good idea, but you didn't dare refuse. You drank it, trying not to think about your complaining stomach.

They took off their jackets, and Steve moved closer to you. “Come dance with me,” he said, holding out his hand to you. Javi put on some music, and you mechanically took Steve’s hand. The music was soft, and even though you still felt shaky, Steve held you and you couldn't deny the warmth in your lower stomach. His hands slid down your body, brushing against your back then your hips, his nose buried in your neck. He breathed into you and his soft growls fueled the fire within you. When he moved his body closer to yours, you felt his hard cock. Javi joined you, pressing himself against your back. He was hard too. You let them lead the pace, and their sensual caresses made you forget your discomfort.

“You know, beautiful, we’d like to have a good time with you. I think you want it too. Don’t ya?”

“I…I don’t know. I’m not feeling well.”

“I’ll tell you what. We're gonna check if your pretty little pussy wants it. Ok?"

Without waiting for your response, Javi lifted your short dress.

“Look at me, baby”, Steve said, as Javi slipped his hand into your panties.

“Wow, hermosa…you're dripping. This pussy wants to get filled. She wants to take some cocks.”

Steve's eyes were fixed on Javi's, before looking into yours. His gaze was overflowing with carnal desire while Javi was gently running his finger over your clit.

“What do you think, baby? I know you liked it in the car. Want a little more?”

You couldn’t deny that Steve made you come quickly. If he was as good at fucking you as he was at fingering, you were going to have a great time. While you were trying to gather your thoughts, he smelled his fingers covered with your dried cum and licked them.

“Taste her, Javi. She tastes so good.”

Stunned, you felt Javi remove his fingers from your pussy, before licking them too.

“Yeah…wanna eat that cunt now. You’re ok with that, Hermosa?”

You saw yourself nodding, without really controlling your response.

“Come in the bedroom, bebita. Lemme taste you.”

***

You followed them, and Steve led you to the bed where you lay on your back. Javi took off his shirt. He was beautiful. Both of them were.

Javi crawled across the bed to you, pulling your dress up over your hips. He licked your pussy still covered by your panties and you couldn’t help but moan. Steve sat next to you, took off his shirt too, and unzipped his jeans. Javi alternated between running his fingers and pressing his tongue against the soaked fabric. He pulled your panties to the side, and planted a kiss on our clit, making you moan instantly.

“Fuck, hermosa…wanna eat you so bad.”

He traced your folds with his nose, then his tongue. Pointing it at your folds, he spread them as it went through, and you were no longer holding back your moans.

“Wanna let me fuck you a little, before I taste you? Yeah?”

You nodded. The fire in your core was devouring you from the inside and you weren't really in a state to say ‘no’ anymore. When Javi settled between your thighs after taking off his jeans, Steve was already lying naked against you. He let his fingers run over your breasts, your stomach, your hips. Both of them were gorgeous and hot.

Javi took his cock in his hand and rubbed it against your folds to soak it with your wetness. As he nestled his tip at your entrance, Steve placed his fingers on your chin, turned your face to his, and kissed you. When Javi thrust in, you whimpered into Steve's mouth and he smiled. You felt your folds spread around Javi’s thick cock, and it felt good, so good that you couldn't help but moan.

“Oh fuck, you’re tight. Damn…already wanna blow my load into this pussy.”

He thrust in a few more times, growling in your neck each time he bottomed out, before pulling out and sitting down on his heels.

“Want me to fuck you too, beautiful?” Steve asked.

You nodded, and he manhandled you on top of him, your back on his chest, your dress pulled up above your breasts.

“We’re gonna make you feel really good, baby. Trust me.”

Your knees were bent and your feet planted on the bed. He grabbed his cock and pushed it up into you slowly, while Javi's eyes couldn't tear themselves away from your pussy swallowing Steve's cock. “Fuck me, that’s hot”, he said, still looking at the place where your bodies made one.

You felt exposed, fully offered to them, as Steve thrust into you slowly, after Javi had already stretched you.

Your eyes were closed, your body following Steve’s movements, so you didn’t see Javi leaning towards your pussy. When you felt his lips on your clit you breathed out a soft “oh my god”.

Steve said, “I told you we’d make you feel good, baby.”

And damn he was right. Steve’s cock was plunging in and out of your pussy while Javi was sucking on your clit. Sometimes he lapped at your folds, and you knew his tongue met Steve’s cock, his soft skin. It turned you on even more.

They heard you moan loader every time Javi’s tongue moved up from your folds to your clit, as he played with your sensations, swirling his tongue around your sensitive bud. Steve groaned, still fucking your pussy, “Damn, I’m gonna come hearing you whimper like that, baby…”

"Not yet", Javi growled, "We're not done with her.”

He slightly lifted his torso up and asked you, “you’re gonna be a good girl, and cum on Steve’s cock, hermosa?”

You nodded, feeling how close you were from the double sensations. Javi’s tongue dancing over your clit and Steve’s slow strokes in your pussy were making your orgasm build fast.

“Come on, baby”, he said. Be a good girl, and soak my fat cock.”

When the climax hit you, Steve didn't stop talking. Telling you that he was proud of you, that you were taking his cock so well, and that he couldn’t wait to fill you up.

You had just come for the second time that night, and you thought it would be the last. But when Javi pulled back and Steve lifted you up, you realized that you were wrong. Javi lay down on the bed, as Steve took off your dress and said “You’re gonna ride Javi now, beautiful. Make him feel good, ok?”

You straddled Javi, and without hesitation this time you grabbed his cock with your hand before impaling yourself on it.

“Look at you, Hermosa…taking my big cock like a champ.”

Their praise made your head spin, and when Steve stood up and presented his cock to you, you didn't hesitate. You gave it a few licks, before letting him sink into your mouth. You slowed down your movements so you could suck him properly, and his precum was running down your throat.

“Yeah, just like that, baby. You’re so damn good at this.”

You were giving all of yourself, wanting to please him. At the same time Javi’s hands were roaming your body as you were riding him.

“Wanna suck my balls now, baby? Yeah, just like that, fuck…”

Steve held his cock against his lower stomach and jacked off while you licked his sack. You took one in your mouth, then the other, looking into his eyes. His gaze was down at you, as his firm hand kept jerking his cock, until he pushed it down your throat again, holding his balls in his large, firm hand.

“Fuck, Steve, we found a good slut. Ready to take our cocks in her little holes.”

Steve hummed, alternating between slow and deep thrusts in your mouth, and then fucked your throat until you were choking on his cock.

He pulled out and said before getting off the bed, “Fuck her rough now, make her scream on your thick cock. Gotta prepare her for what we’re gonna do next.”

You shivered when you heard him, wondering what he was talking about, but Javi didn’t give you time to think. He gripped your hips, fucking up into your pussy hard and fast.

“Yeah…take it like a good whore. Fuckin’ take it.”

Steve was sitting in a chair by the bed smoking a cigarette and watching you getting pounded. He turned on an oscillating fan standing on the dresser as it got too hot. The air was humid and smelled of sex.

Javi grabbed your neck with both hands, slowing down the pace and instead fucking you deeply, and groaned, “I want you to come on it.”

You didn't have the presence of mind to say that you couldn't come again. Your clit was rubbing against Javi’s lower stomach and, being impaled on his cock, you let your body take over and you came again, hearing Javi growl, “fuck…this pussy’s squeezing me so hard.”

Steve was calmly watching you unravel on Javi’s cock, a cigarette in his mouth and his hard dick in the hand. His thick long member was still glistening with your saliva as he was slowly stroking himself.

When you braced your hands on the bed feeling and looking spent after the drinks and the fucking, Javi sat up and let you rest on his chest. You were catching your breath on his lap, nuzzling his neck, when Steve got up from the chair and came up to the bed. He handed the almost finished cigarette to Javi who took a few drags, holding you against him.

Then the men looked at each other, communicating without saying a word, and Steve slid his hands under your arms lifting you and helping you off the bed. The men were manhandling you as if you were a fuck doll for them to use. You felt degraded but couldn’t help but love it.

You stumbled on your trembling legs and Steve immediately grabbed you by the back of your thighs and picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he searched for your lips with his.

Everything was buzzing around you and you felt like you could fall off him every second. So you embraced his neck tightly with your arms and let him devour your mouth. You couldn’t help but rock your hips and grind your pulsating clit against his soft tummy.

While kissing Steve, you heard Javi get off the bed and stand behind you. His hands grasped your thighs and he whispered into your ear, “ready to take our fat cocks, hermosa?”

When you parted from Steve and looked at him with worry, the man gave you a carnal smile, tilting his head.

“We got you so wet, baby, they’ll slide in with no problem. And we’ll be slow, we promise. Right, Javi?” he said with a smirk glancing at his friend over your shoulder.

“Claro (sure),” Javi chuckled, as Steve’s cock nudged your wet hole.

You moaned when he pushed his tip into you, your thighs spread wide around his middle letting him do it easily.

“Stick it deep inside her. She deserves it,” Javi murmured, his lips brushing against your neck.

You felt Steve’s cock slide into you deeper inch by inch until he bottomed out with a soft ‘yeah’, his fingers digging into your thighs. Steve made a few slow thrusts bouncing you on his cock and you whimpered into his shoulder.

“Stuff her pussy with me, Javi.”

He grasped the back of your neck with one hand and pushed you closer to him, your naked breasts pressed to his chest. Javi was helping to hold you up as Steve’s length was buried deep inside your cunt.

“Got a place for me, hermosa?” Javi murmured and his hand guided his cock to your entrance, already stretched around Steve’s thick member.

You felt him push the tip in and you gasped.

“C’mon, bebita, let me in,” he whispered as his hand slithered between your bodies and he began rubbing your throbbing clit. Your eyes rolled back and Javi finally slid the head in. You felt stretched to the limit as the second cock was spreading your walls wider but the dull ache soon was replaced by pleasure when they started rhythmically rolling their hips. Your moans and their grunts filled the bedroom as their cocks were moving in and out of your crying cunt. Steve’s half lidded eyes were locked with yours.

“Fuck… love your pussy, baby.. ‘s tight.”

“She’s dripping down my balls, Steve. Nuestra putita (our little slut),” Javi said through panting, increasing the pace at which his length was ruining you. Pleasure was spreading through every cell in your body and you were trembling in their arms.

Your cries were getting louder and the men were growling with animalistic vigour, caging you between their sweaty bodies.

“Come again for us, baby, come on our cocks,” Steve encouraged you as his hand grabbed your breast and he twitched your nipple.

“We’re gonna fill you so full, hermosa, you’ll taste our cum on your tongue,” Javi whispered, leaving kisses on your cheek and jaw, still rubbing your clit with his fingers.

Steve chuckled at Javi’s words and they both started moving you up and down their cocks. The gentleness was gone, only feral desire was leading their actions. You felt their members slide against each other inside your dripping pussy, hitting your cervix and massaging your soft spot.

Your climax hit you so hard and you were shaking in their embrace and tears welled up in your hazy eyes. Every part of your body was flooded with ecstasy and your brain shut off while they kept fucking you through your shattering orgasm.

Soon they both followed you. First Steve moaned, closed his eyes and thrust deep and slow into you, shooting the spurts of his warm cum as deep as he could.

“Gonna fill her too,” Javi growled and bit your shoulder before he began squirting his seed making your pussy even fuller. Steve seemed completely lost in the pleasure. They both kept fucking you through their highs and the lewd sounds of squelching mixed with the moans.

When they stilled inside you, you slumped down in their arms completely spent, exhausted, fucked out like never before and they both placed you down on the bed. You all were breathing heavily, bodies sweaty and satiated.

Javi went to get a cigarette and Steve sat down on the bed next to you. He was looking down at you smiling while his hand glided down from your stomach to your puffy folds. You whimpered when his thumb brushed your clit and you tried to close your legs.

“Shh, I won’t, I won’t. Just wanna see you ruining the sheets, baby. Spread ‘em.”

Still catching your breath you opened your legs. You felt a trickle of their cum spill out generously out of your stretched hole and slide down to your asshole. Steve cursed.

“Javi, come look at our messy girl,” he said, his eyes glued to your overflowing pussy. His fingers kept sliding between your folds gathering the pearly liquid and pushing it back inside you.

Javi came up to the bed, his semi hard cock swaying with each movement, and stood there smoking and watching Steve play with your cunt. You felt your core tighten again but couldn’t keep your eyes open anymore. The room was spinning when you finally let yourself rest and fell into deep sleep.

***

You woke up the next day in your bed, your pussy sore and your head pounding. Your roommate said that a blonde man had brought you home asleep in his arms early in the morning. You tried to puzzle together the details of the night but all you could remember was the best fucking of your life.

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Thank you for reading!❤️

Comments and reblogs will be greatly appreciated!

PART 2

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The Burglary - Joel x f!reader x Tommy - dead dove, noncon

Bad Girl - Joel x f reader x Tommy - dubcon

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