#teddy writes leslie shay

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Massage - Leslie Shay

Requested: yes

Word count: idk

Warnings: none?

Masterlist

Can you stop moaning? I’m trying to help you relax but you’re making it hard for me to concentrate.” “Sorry, your hands just work a little too good.” “I’m going to pay for a masseuse next time if you keep doing this.” [shay]

Working at the fire station meant long hours, heavy lifting, pulling, pushing. And basically just pushing yourself to your limits whenever you were on shift. And being at 51 just made it worse.

The house of all houses. Crazy calls. Crazy people. It was like Chicago+ when it came to the type of incidents your team got called to. And to add to that, being on squad which takes care of all the unique and extra types of rescues?

You were achy. Very achy. Especially after the call today which included a little boy and a vat of chocolate and a very precise and awkward lifting position. Luckily though, you had a loving girlfriend.

“Baby?” You’re voice was soft as you made your way into the bedroom where she was laying, looking at something on her phone.

Leslie shay was probably one of the best paramedics you’d ever seen. Since the day she joined 51 you knew she was gonna fit in instantly. And she did, meshed with the team perfectly and it didn’t take long for you to get a big huge crush on her.

She hummed questionably, dropping her phone the second she saw you, giving all of her attention in your direction. “Do you think you could rub my back? It hurts like a bitch after today.” You muttered, crawling onto the bed.

Of course she nodded, a smile pulling onto her lips, “Sure, c’mere.” Leslie shifted out of the way, patting the mattress. She even smoothed out the blanket, sliding a pillow so you could rest your head against it.

As soon as you were laying in the right spot she moved to sit on your lower back, sliding her hands up your spine with just the right amount of pressure. “Think it would feel better without your shirt in the way?” Her tone innocent, as she leaned back to pull at it.

You shifted up, pulling it off before laying back down, able to feel Leslie’s usually cold but now slightly warm hands on your skin.

“Damn baby, your back is tight as hell.” She muttered, kneading her palms into the muscle behind your shoulder blade. Slowly she twisted her hands, pressing her thumbs into your skin, hitting one of the worst spots.

A slight moan left your lips, cheeks going red as you tried to keep your face hidden, ignoring it. Leslie on the other hand heard and couldn’t hide the light smirk that grew on her face.

She made her way down, shaking her head as another groan left your lips, “Can you stop moaning? I’m trying to help you relax but you’re making it hard for me to concentrate.” Shay spoke with a light laugh, your face growing even hotter.

“I’m sorry, your hands just work a little too good.”

“I’m going to pay for a masseuse next time if you keep doing this.” She pretended to threaten, your eyebrow lifting slightly, unable to look back at her.

Slightly you let out a breath, “And I would have no qualms. I do like your hands more though,” You spoke as she rubbed at the bottom of your ribs, hands slightly going around you.

Leslie nodded to herself, “Mhm, I can tell you do,” She teased, slowly and precisely massaging a knot out of your muscle.

“Okay you did that one on purpose-“ You mumbled into the pillow after a guttural moan grew in your throat. Shay leaned forward, kissing your back lightly.

“You have no evidence for that claim.” She whispered, pressing another kiss right below that one before she sat up, continuing to do what she had promised to do.

You rolled over when she was finished, your hands finding her instantly. “That felt amazing, thank you,” You spoke softly, grabbing one of her hands to kiss the top of it.

She had other plans, leaning down to press into a kiss, her hands pulling away to grab at your face. You hummed quietly, holding her sides as she leaned over you, looking up at her when she pulled away.

“That is for being such a tease just now.”

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requesting rules

A/N: I've had a couple people ask what kind of genre/topics that I will write so here's a list of requests that I won't accept as of now!

♡ no smut

♡ no reader / main char. death

I know I've written main character deaths before but those really need to come from my own brain and not from a request, it's just easier that way. Sorry!

Everything else is probably ok or I'll consider them on a case by case.

List of people I write for:

♡ Chicago P.D. — Erin Lindsay, Jay Halstead, Hailey Upton

♡ Chicago Med — Natalie Manning

♡ Chicago Fire — Sylvie Brett, Leslie Shay

♡ Grey’s Anatomy — Addison Montgomery, Teddy Altman, Arizona Robbins

I will update the above if I expand to other characters :)

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Surprise? Kinda?

<3

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Don’t Get Up - Leslie Shay

Requested: yes

Word count: 379

Warnings: sexual insinuation

A/n: sorry it’s short

Masterlist

“We can shower together if you get up.”

“Don’t get up, please.” The first words out of your mouth the second you woke up wrapped up in your girlfriend’s arms. It was always hard to get up in the morning for you. 

Being a bartender meant getting home late, but considering Leslie Shay was a paramedic, on her shift days she was up with the sun. And to be honest she was even on off days but those days were more lenient. 

Shift days meant up and out of bed right away, but that never stopped you from holding onto her hand tightly as she tried to get up. “Baby please,” The second she shifted enough away from you, it was like coldness wrapped itself around you. 

Leslie chuckled faintly, turning to kneel onto the bed, a light kiss to your forehead, “Think about it, y/n. We can shower together if you get up.” Her lips lingered over your skin before she pulled back just slightly. 

“And I don’t know about you but I can think of a few things I wouldn’t mind doing to you in there.” Leslie made sure to add before pecking your lips chastely. “So I’ll be in there if you care to join.”

With a wide smile she popped off the bed, disappearing into the bathroom only seconds later. In an even shorter amount of time you were up and on her tail. “Now when you say that, you mean…” you trailed off, eyes on the back of her head. 

She hummed faintly, turning the water to the shower on. “Well I could mean a couple things,” The girl turned, facing you as she pulled her shirt off. No matter how many times you saw her bare chested it still made your heart race and a deep blush to cover your cheeks. 

“I-“

“God you’re adorable,” Leslie kicked off her pajama pants, holding her hands out. “Cmon, we’re working on borrowed time right now.” She grabbed your hand and pulled you closer, holding onto the bottom of your own tshirt as she did. 

As you looked at her she grinned, “Hope you don’t mind a bit of a shaky leg for a while though,” Leslie joked, tugging your clothes off and hopping into the shower, definitely making true to her comment. 

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Hey guys !!

With the changes I've made to the characters I write for and such, I'm going to reset my taglists.

Here is the link to resubmit your user. HERE pretty please do I want to make sure you guys can still see my stuff. <3

A/n: I don't write for Chicago PD anymore (Jay, Hailey, Kev) And I've also decided to close my Connor requests probably for good. I'm not sure if I'll open them back up again. I did have two requests for him that I have been trying to write but I unfortunately probably won't because of my brain.

I'm sorry if any of this is upsetting? I don't know lol but my form is very messy so I want to clean it up.

Have a good day babes.

xx Teddy