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nano--raptor · 4 years ago

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On Time Arrangement

Pairing: Professor Charles Blackwood x College TJ Hammond

Words: 1880

Warnings: Professor/Student relationship, smut, oral sex (m rec), dirty talk, praise, cursing, slight degredation and name calling (slut), TJ is mid 20s’s and Charles is mid-late 30’s.

A/N: Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club Long Distance Love weekend! One of the prompt ideas was college AU, and I wanted to write character student this time, so this seemed like a perfect opportunity to write these two together😏 Thanks for reading!❤

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TJ arrived to class a split second after the bell rang, slipping through the door just as it was closing. He hurried to take his seat a few rows back in the lecture hall, hoping his prof wouldn’t notice.

If he could be so lucky. Professor Blackwood stood at the front of the hall, waiting not so patiently for everyone to settle down, starting into his lecture less than a minute after the bell rang, expecting everyone to be ready to start at the sound of the bell. That is when the class began, after all.

After a few opening remarks and introduction of the day’s topic, he paused, critical eyes scanning the room. TJ gulped, hoping he’d escape his professor’s wrath today, but those icy blue eyes paused, lingering on TJ’s own, making him shift uncomfortably in his seat. Dammit. TJ squirmed, fidgeting with his pen and finally crossing his legs, and he swore he saw the briefest hint of a smirk before his professor turned away, starting into the lecture.

TJ could barely concentrate, but he did his best, trying to take notes and focus on the lesson. Before he knew it, the 90 minute period was over and the bell was ringing again. He packed up his things and stood to leave the hall, Professor Blackwood’s voice cutting through the mulling of students as TJ neared the door, sending a tingle down his spine. “Mr. Hammond. I expect to see you at my office at 4pm to make up for your tardiness.”

Shit.

TJ shifted anxiously on his feet as he stood outside the large oak door, checking his phone until the time read exactly 4pm, before knocking lightly on the aged wood. This wasn’t the first time he’d met his professor in his office, but his nerves nearly got the best of him every time. The door swung open with force and TJ started, Professor Blackwood’s piercing eyes meeting his for just a moment before he stepped back, walking towards his desk. TJ followed him in and closed the door, flicking the lock, before stepping in further. He paused in front of the large wooden desk, nearly an antique, and clasped his hands together.

“So,” his professor, Charles, started. “Late again today, Mr. Hammond.” TJ nibbled his bottom lip, not having a good excuse whatsoever. He’d overslept, dashed to class and literally ran through the hall to make it on time, and still ended up missing the bell. Fraction of a second or not, in Blackwood’s class, late was late.

“I’m sorry, Professor Blackwood, sir,” TJ started, holding Charles’ gaze despite his nerves. Charles sat back in his chair with a hum, fingers steepled, keeping his eyes locked on TJ's with the slightest smirk on his lips. He’d removed his suit jacket that he’d worn earlier, it hung neatly on a coat rack by the door. The calm nature in which he held himself both intrigued and terrified TJ. He never knew what to expect from this man.

“I’m sure you are,” he drawled. “Did you even catch any of the lecture today, or were you too distracted?” TJ winced; he’d tried to pay attention, but the glare he’d received at the beginning of class had thrown him off, and Charles knew it. He’d done it on purpose.

“I was listening, sir, I -”

“Well why don’t you go over the main points then,” Charles suggested, his tone a little darker, knowing that TJ wouldn’t be able to recall all the points off the top of his head.

“Sir, I - I haven’t had time to review my notes.” “Ah. Of course not.” He paused, tapping his fingers together, clearly enjoying the way his gaze made TJ squirm. “Do you have something else in mind then, Mr. Hammond?” TJ’s gaze flicked back up to meet his professor’s, the blush already creeping up his neck to his cheeks as he nodded slowly. Yes, he did have something else in mind, but he wanted Charles to say it, just like he did every time TJ made an office visit.

TJ just nibbled his lip, wringing his hands together and dropping his gaze again. He knew Charles loved it. Loved the little back and forth, the hard to get, the innocence ploy that TJ was so very good at. Charles clenched his jaw and raised an eyebrow, playing his own game that made TJ’s cock twitch. Oh how he loved it. But he wouldn’t dare ask for it, this was always in Charles’ court, in his control.

It was exactly what TJ wanted.

“Come here.” It was a command, a lower and more stern tone than he would ever use in class, and TJ swallowed hard as the sound rolled through him, making his skin prickle. He walked slowly towards the desk, stopping around the side just a few feet from Charles. The other man just smiled, his eyes flashing, his low voice rolling through TJ again. “Closer, Mr. Hammond. What are you doing way over there.” TJ bit his lip hard to hold in the groan, stepping closer still until he stood between Charles’ spread thighs. Oh the thoughts he’d had about these thighs. It was sinful.

“Now,” Charles began as his hands moved to his belt. “What if you put that pretty mouth of yours to good use, hm?” Slowly, painfully slowly, he opened his belt, undoing the buckle, sliding it open and letting it drop, his hands now reaching up to his tie. Dark lashes practically fluttered as he loosened it, and TJ nearly groaned again, feeling the heat pool between his legs. Something about Charles and his fingers and they way moved so smoothly, nimbly, TJ would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about those fingers either.

With a shy, sultry smile, TJ slowly sank down to his knees between Charles’ legs, placing his hands on toned thighs and sliding them upwards. Charles was looking down at him now with a possessive glint in his eyes, watching as TJ’s hands ghosted over his crotch, lightly brushing over the bulge in his pants, before undoing the button and slowly pulling the zipper down. TJ palmed him through his underwear, biting into his bottom lip again as he pulled the waistband down to free Charles’ impressive length from the confines of the fabric. He licked his lips then, glancing up at Charles through his own dark lashes, pulling the perfect puppy dog eyes that he knew the other man loved.

“Look at you, so eager…” Charles mused, his voice trailing off as TJ leaned in, licking a stripe up his cock and pulling a groan from him as he closed his lips around the red, aching tip. TJ knew Charles loved his mouth on him, he’d done it enough times to have already figured out what his professor liked. Sometimes he wished they could have more time, the opportunity to explore each other further, and really find out what drove Charles wild.

TJ licked over Charles’ length again before swallowing him down, pulling another deep moan from the other man, sending a shiver straight to his own cock, already straining in his jeans. He moaned around him, and Charles rolled his hips up further into TJ’s mouth in return. When he bumped against the back of TJ’s throat, he just hummed, breathing through his nose as he swallowed around him, Charles muttering curses above him.

“Shit, you’re far too good at that…”

TJ’s hands wandered further up Charles’ thighs, squeezing and massaging, and as they neared his hips, TJ wished he could grab Charles’ ass, his naked ass, and pull him deeper, wondering what it would feel like in his hands. He moaned at the thought, causing Charles to jerk his hips forward. TJ looked back up at him as he swallowed around him again.

Watching Charles fall apart for him, from just his mouth, filled TJ with pride, it excited him. He wanted more, he wanted Charles to fuck him over the desk, he wanted to sit in his lap, he wanted to be in his bed. He wasn’t sure how far this might go, but he’d blown him before, and every time it made him rock hard, and Charles would cup his face and brush his cheek and tell him how much of a slut he was, on his knees getting hard without being touched. TJ loved it.

Charles’ hand found it’s way into TJ’s hair and tugged, TJ moaning around his cock at the slight pain. Harder. He doubled his efforts and was rewarded with the hand clenching, pulling deliciously on his hair, digging his own fingers into his professor’s thighs. Charles groaned, leaning his head back and bucking further into TJ’s mouth.

“You and that mouth, it’s so goddamn good. You like when I use it, don’t you. That’s why you keep showing up late for my class. You just want me to fuck your pretty mouth like this.” TJ whined around him, saliva starting to run down his chin. He was sure he looked like a mess, but Charles’ words were making him hot, so hot, his hips started jerking too, wishing he had some friction to relieve himself.

He glanced up at Charles and moaned again at the sight. Cheeks flushed, lips parted and eyes closed. His usually well-styled hair had fallen loose, a few strands falling into his face, and TJ longed to run his hands through that caramel hair. When Charles spoke, his voice was a deep, gravelly tremor that shot straight to TJ’s gut, but seeing him sitting there panting, almost on the edge of orgasm, it made TJ desperate to cum too. He wanted to beg for it, but it was impossible with his mouth full. So he just whined, shifting at Charles’ feet, gripping his thighs again.

“Oh yeah baby, there it is, keep going, you wanna come too? My dumb little slut, on his knees just begging for it. So fucking good, come on, ah!” TJ sucked hard at Charles’ words, feeling a heat rush through him and he bucked his hips, nearly cumming untouched, as Charles came with a groan, straight down TJ’s throat.

He couldn't help the ways his hips rolled while he curled his tongue, still sucking gently, his cock painfully hard, while Charles rode out his orgasm. TJ wanted it too, moaning around him, the sight of this gorgeous man getting off making TJ hot beyond words. He couldn't wait to get his own hands on himself, fueled by thoughts of what he wanted Charles to do to him. Lost in the fantasy, he was quickly pulled out of his daze by Charles' low voice, and he blinked up at him with glassy eyes while licking up the last of his release.

“Look at you. I’m starting to think this is more of a reward for you rather than a punishment. That just won’t do anymore, rewarding you for being late.” Then he leaned forward, gripping TJ’s chin and wiping the mess from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, his words sending a delicious chill down TJ's spine. “If you ever want this again, I suggest you be a good boy and show up on time for my class."

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georgiapeach30513 · 3 years ago

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Daddy, Please Stop

Summary: Where has Story been

Pairings: Story Drysdale X Charles Blackwood

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, implied drug us, forced prostitution, physical violence, angry!Ransom, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.3K

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“Why haven’t you found her?” Ransom asks James, who lets out a big sigh.

“She hasn’t been going to the club. Everyone there swears they haven’t seen her.”

“That fucking prick Chase Collins is there, isn’t that Charles guy?” James nods his head. He goes every time that they have game. And nothing. “How does an eighteen year old just go missing?” Ransom sits down at his desk. Pictures of Story throughout her life cover it. “It’s been too long,” it had been eight months since the last time they saw her. Had Ransom had thought he wouldn’t see his daughter for eight months, he never would have let her walk out that door. “What if...?” he buries his head in his hands; body shaking with how many tears he’s shed. “Kitten, she’s not sleeping. It’s like when Story was a baby all over again.”

“We’ll find her.”

“Has she contacted Carter?” James shakes his head no. “How’s he doing?”

“Not good. He’s worried sick. Doesn’t go into work as much anymore. He’s usually drunk or doped up.”

“Goah, this is such a fucking mess. If she’s here, someone’s got her locked up, and...I want my daughter back.”

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Carter stands at the door of Charles’ apartment, wiping at his nose, sniffling as he waits on the man. Hearing the noise coming from the bedroom, he wonders who Charles has living with him. “Blackwood?”

“Getting it together,” Charles pulls out Carter’s normal supply, knocking on the door, “Your times up, unless your paying more,” before he walks over to Carter.

“Dealing more than drugs I see?” Charles shrugs.

“You need some? You’ve been out of commission for awhile. I could give you a fair price,” Charles smirks at Carter, but he reaches in his pocket for the cash that Charles demands he uses. Chase walks out of the bedroom pulling on his extra layer of clothes. “You’re getting greedy, and not paying enough.”

Slapping some more money in Charles’ hand Chase looks up at Carter, “You don’t look so good. Maybe you should pay Charles for a piece,” Chase cocks up an eyebrow at Carter, laughing at him, “It might do you some good.”

Carter scoffs at him, “I don’t need to pay to fuck someone. I don’t do prostitutes.”

“Whatever. You’re missing out. See you in a couple days.”

Carter starts to leave, “It could be good for you Baizen. Helps you forget whoever it is you’re trying to forget. It’s just sex.”

“I don’t want to forget her,” he turns leaving. Promising it will be the last time he gets blow from him. He knows it won’t be. It’s always a lie.

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You go through all the photos you have of Story, never imagining that this is where you would be. Your baby gone, and no word from her. Your mind going from the best case scenario, that she’s still just angry with you. To your worst that one day you’ll find her body. All her friends had been contacted. And either they’re lying for her or they really have no idea where she is.

Looking in the mirror, you didn’t realize you could look this bad. Ransom walks into the bedroom, and his face falls. Watching your broken body as he walks to the bed, crawling in behind you, his chin resting on your shoulder, “You remember how scared we were when we brought her home? She was just this tiny little thing, but even then was so vocal. Or her second birthday, she had a princess theme, and she walked around in that puffy dress and tiara.”

“Ran, please stop,” tears fall down your cheek while you try and remember happier times with your baby. She was always so happy and full of life. Bountiful imagination. Never far from Harlan. Even though she had so much energy, she would crawl up into his lap and sit for hours as they told the Ballad of Story Drysdale.

“Or hearing that tiny little knocking in the middle of the night. Sometimes it was annoying, but I don’t regret letting her sleep in the bed with us,” your head leans back on his shoulder. Losing all self control. Sobbing, and he holds you tighter. “We’re gonna find her.”

“When?”

“Hopefully soon.”

You look down at the pictures scattered on the bed. “I just want my baby back home. I know she has to be scared.”

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Carter stares at this stupid door. This is the last time he vows. He can’t come here anymore. He needs to get clean so he can be of any assistance to find Story. He raises his hand giving a loud knock. Even though he’s not waiting that long, he’s agitated, and knocks loudly again. The door swings open quickly, and he stares at her like he’s seeing a ghost. “What do you...want?” as soon as her eyes meet his, she looks down at the floor.

“Story?” he asks, tears coming to his eyes, “What’re doing here?”

Story’s lips tremble, and she shakes her head, “I live here.”

“Everyone’s been looking for you for months. Have you been here the whole time?”

“I needed a place to live. Charles was...”

“Bunny what’s taking so long?” Charles walks into the living room seeing Carter at the door. “Oh, came for your weekly fix?” his hand slides down Story’s body cupping her mound. “Or did you come for something sweeter. Could give you a discount the first time.”

Horrified Carter looks down at Story, her eyes full of tears and she struggles to talk, “Daddy, please stop.”

“Oh, but sweetheart, Baizen here has been having a tough time,” he gives her a hard kiss to her neck and she jerks away. Harshly he grabs her cheeks. “Some bitch broke his heart. Oh wait,” his sly smile looks up at Carter. “I forgot.”

Carter’s body flinches, pushing at Charles, and Story falls to the ground, “Let her go!”

Charles only laughs at him, “Tell him Bunny.”

“Don’t make me do this daddy.”

“TELL HIM!” Charles angry goes to stand.

“I’m where I want to be,” Story’s voice cold and distant, she stands and walks to that room that Chase had came out of.

“You heard her Baizen. Find you a new fucking dealer. I can’t have you coming here and upsetting my property.”

“What did you do to her?” his eyes never leave the door, his hand rubs the worn rose pendant in his pocket. His newest way of reminding himself that she was real, and for such a short period of time, she was his.

“Taught her how to behave.”

Story’s hands dig around in her drawers, hoping that her pitiful phone has enough charge to text TJ. Listening to any form of altercation that could be going on outside. She pulls up her messages finding his name. It’d been months since she sent word to him, “I need ice cream. Nate knows.”

Charles slings the door open, and Story quickly hits send, dropping the phone as he stomps towards her. “Did you tell him you were here?”

“No, daddy. I didn’t. I promise. I’ve been a good girl. I haven’t...” he pulls her closer to him by her neck, “You’re hurting me. Please stop. I won’t do it again.”

“You weren’t even supposed to open the fucking door. Only special customers get to see you,” letting go of her neck, he shoves her to the ground, and she tries to crawl away. Her whole body trembling. “Such a scared little bunny. I’ll just have to teach you what happens when you don’t listen.”

“Daddy, please don’t,” her voice cries up at him as she tries to scramble away. She’s sure this may be the last time she gets away with something.

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TJ beats on the door of Nate’s apartment. “Come on asshole! Archibald!” he wasn’t expecting that text from Story. But when received it, he knew she was in trouble. When she started getting involved with all these good for nothing men, he made her promise to let him know she wanted ice cream, and he would do what he could to get her out of there. “About time. You know where Story is?”

“Not really. When she left, she said she had to meet Charles.”

“You know where Charles lives?”

“What’s this about?” Nate asks leaning on the doorframe.

“She’s in trouble. She got in contact with me,” Nate’s face falls.

“Go to this address. This is where her parents live.”

“You knew she was with Charles and you didn’t say anything? I thought you were her friend.”

“I did tell them. They went and looked at his apartment. Didn’t...fucking Chase. He heard me. Go to them. I’m calling the cops, and James. Go!”

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You open the door staring at a young man you had never met before. Your eyes their usual bloodshot self. When doesn’t say anything you start to close the door but he’s able to squeak out, “I’m a friend of Story’s.”

“Ransom! Oh god, my baby. She’s...Ransom! Please, she’s okay, right?” Ransom comes running up beside and you stare up at him. “It’s Story,” his eyes move around your face rapidly, trying to fully take in what you’re saying.

“She’s in trouble. Nate called the cops, but she sent me a secret message. We have this code, and...”

“Kitten stay here.”

“Ransom, I’m going to my daughter,” pushing past him you head out the door.

“No! If she’s in a lot of trouble, I need you here. I don’t need you getting hurt,” you start to protest, but he stands firm. Call Aster, she’ll sit with you. I need you here with Lucy. I’m bringing our baby back.”

Ransom follows TJ’s directions to the apartment. Taking two steps at a time, huffing with each step. He’s so close, almost there; he beats on the door. Almost knocking it off his hinges when Charles jerks it open, “What do you want?”

“My daughter!” Ransom sees her body laying on the floor behind Charles. At first he thinks she’s dead or unconscious. But with a quick movement of her leg, he pushes past Charles. “Story lets go, baby.”

“She’s not going anywhere. Bunny, to your room.”

“Daddy, no,” the two of them turn to look at her. When Ransom sees her scared face staring up at Charles, saline trails drifting down her face, hair matted and greasy, lips and nose chapped and raw, her body nearly skin and bones, he rears back pushing Charles to the floor. Story holds tight to her ears, rocking herself as Ransom issues hit after hit to Charles.

TJ steps past them, pulling up a scared Story, he carries her out to the car. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m right here. It’s okay,” his voice soothing the entire time that he carries her. Trying to get her to calm herself.

“But my dad...he’s,” something in Story snaps when she looks at him. TJ sees the large figure of an officer walking up to the apartment, knowing that at least this nightmare is almost over. “Why did you take me away?”

“Why? Why don’t you look in the mirror Ree?” his fingers touch at her bruised neck, and she flinches back, “What about that?”

“Charles didn’t leave me,” she whispers. As soon as the words come out of her mouth, she starts crying. “Grandpa left me. Aster and Iris left me. James left me, Blade left me. Carter left, they all leave.”

“You’re being stupid. Harlan died. Aster, Iris, and Blade went to college. James was held captive. You and Carter broke up. These people didn’t leave you. They love you. That jackass, he was holding you captive. You know this. You text me. You needed help.”

A knock on the window happens and Story flinches back, nearly crawling into TJ’s lap. “I'm not allowed open the door. Good girls don’t open doors,” she whispers, and it’s then TJ realizes how far gone she is. He opens the door to let Officer Everett in. Curtis looks over Story’s scared body, and in ways, she reminds him of you. Remembering how scared you were that day that they had found you. The day him and Nat made sure Andy would never hurt you again.

“Story, your dad is being detained currently. He did a number on Mr. Blackwood, but with barely a search of the apartment, it won’t be easy to hold him for more than a night. Charles is going to be in a whole lot of trouble. Not to mention the case we’ve been building against him. Ransom’s already called your mom, but you want to tell me what was going on up there?” she shakes her head no. “Did Charles give you those bruises?” while Curtis wants her to answer, her tears that pool out of her eyes is enough, “Okay. Are you ready to go home?”

Story flicks her eyes to his badge, “It’s you. This whole time, you were,” Curtis cocks up an eyebrow at her, “You. You were...how could my dad even look at you?”

“I’m sorry?”

“You were fucking my mom before they were married. You were her Dom. I take after her apparently. Even found myself a daddy.”

Curtis intakes a quick breath. Whistling through his teeth. “You have no idea what you’re talking about little girl.”

“No. You were.”

“For a few months, your mother and I had a safe and consensual relationship. I even asked your father if they were dating before I pursued her. I am a Dom. I never hurt her. That asshole up there is an abuser. He used his power over you, forced you to do things against your will. He is not a Dom.”

Story’s eyes flick down to her lap, not wanting to look at him anymore. “That. Your mom did that too. After her relationship with Andy. I know what you said to her and your father that night. I can show you the photos and police reports about Andy. I know you’re angry, but you have parents that love and adore you. You’ve got a mother that has called the station everyday asking if I’ve heard anything. A dad who nearly beat Charles to death, because he was hurting you. Your mom and dad have made mistakes. But they’re good people, they’re good parents. It’s time for you to face reality. You’re angry, and I get it. Do you want this life that you were living?” Story shakes her head no. “That man, that you’re sitting on, he’s a true friend. He reacted immediately to your text. He has asked for nothing from you, but your company. These boys you’re surrounding yourself with, they don’t care about you. You know that don’t you?”

Story begins crying, resting her head on TJ’s shoulder but nods. “Your dad will get out on bail. Your parents want to help you get clean. That’s what you want right?”

“Yes.”

“And when you’re ready, your mom wants to have a long talk about what she suffered through. How she kept your two sisters alive. No, she wasn’t making that up. They were babies and they had their lives threatened. Ransom would never do that to you,” Story watches her father being escorted out. “They’re going to take him to jail.”

“No.”

“He’ll get out on bail. He wants you to go to a great rehab facility that he and your grandpa went too. Story, you’re lucky. You’re alive. Now you need to call that poor kid that called me before Nate called the cops.”

“Carter?”

“That’s the one. He could barely get a word in with his tears. Maybe you should talk him into rehab too. Let me get your dad safely to the jail. TJ, her mom is meeting me there. Get her home safely.”

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HBC Kinky Halloween Masterlist - Days 1 -10

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October 1 - Spooky/Creepy & Phone Sex/Sexting

Sex(t) Me Up - @jewels2876 - Bucky x reader

Sexy Stories to Tell in the Dark - @jobean12-blog - Bucky x reader

Hump Day - @nano--raptor - Bucky Barnes x TJ Hammond

October 2 - Zombies & Oral

So Easy - @tuiccim - Bucky x reader

In Flight Entertainment - @nano--raptor - Bucky x reader

October 3 - Chills & Special Ocassion Sex

Can’t Stop - @tuiccim - Bucky x reader

Every Anniversary - @jewels2876 - Chris Beck x reader

October 4 - Hayride & Public Sex

October 5 - Ghosts & Beard Burn/Beard Kink

Beauty and the Beard - @jobean12-blog - Bucky x reader

October 6 - Devil & Knife Play

A Slight Edge - @jobean12-blog - Bucky x reader

Little Devil - @jewels2876 - Bucky x reader

October 7 - Hocus Pocus & Multiple Partners

Marked for Us - @jobean12-blog - Vampire!Stucky AU

A Full House - @nano--raptor - Bucky x reader x Sam Wilson

October 8 - Skulls & Bondage

Moonlight Sonata - @jobean12-blog - Vampire!Stucky AU

October 9 - Broom & Hair Pulling

Bed is Better - @jobean12-blog - Bucky x reader

What He Likes - @nano--raptor - Charles Blackwood x reader

October 10 - Moon/Moonlight & Daddy Kink

Cozy in Life - @jobean12-blog - Bucky x reader

Link to CE Kinky Halloween Masterlist

Link to TH Kinky Halloween Masterlist

Link to Marvel Kinky Halloween Masterlist

#HBC Kinky Halloween #hbc kinky halloween masterlist

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musette22 · 2 years ago

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I love that all of us are like yes this Chris character suits this Sebastian character and the fact it’s been happening for a few years at this point is amazing.

It's the best ❤️‍🔥 I was talking (yelling?) to @cable-knit-sweater just the other day, about how crazy and amazing it is that literally any version of Chris could go with any version of Sebastian, because somehow, they just work together. It's that insane chemistry of theirs, as well as something about the way they look which complements each other perfectly. I've probably also conditioned myself to some extent to see and believe this lol, but I also genuinely think there's just something about these two together that's special. And like you said, the fact that this fandom as a whole loves its Chris x Sebastian characters ships proves that!

Some pairings work extra well, of course. Stucky is the quintessential Chris/Seb ship - they're untouchable, that goes without saying. But there are also some great other pairings, like Ransom Drysdale & Charles Blackwood, Frank Adler (or Andy Barber) & TJ Hammond, Lucas Lee & Lance Tucker, Nick Vaughan & Josh Brummel, Lloyd Hansen & Nick Fowler, and Ari Levinson & Destroyer!Chris (or one of Sebastian's pretty boy characters, like Will Franklyn or Billy from Gone).

They all work really well together, and they all capture my interest and imagination, even though I very much consider myself a monoshipper. I'll never ship another pairing of theirs like I ship Stucky (or Chris and Seb themselves), but yeah, stick two characters played by these boys together, and something beautiful and captivating will happen every single time imo 💕

#this is such an interesting phenomenon to me #I couldn't care less about most other ships out there with two characters played by two objectively hot men #it's not about that #it's very specifically about chris and seb and the way they *work* together for me #chris x sebastian characters #stucky #evanstan #minnie answers

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georgiapeach30513 · 3 years ago

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How is it possible for Story to go even more downhill 😭 like girllll Ransom and Kitten better put her in rehab I know they don’t know about her usage but they better find out some type of way 💀 I need one of her siblings to rat her out

Currently no one outside of the club know she's using, and they wouldn't know to the extent she's using. When she was with Carter the only thing she would do was smoke, so he doesn't even know. Obviously Chuck said something BUT Chuck has been known to lie when it comes to Story and Carter.

She’ll Be Eighteen Soon

Summary: A couple more weeks

Pairings: Story Drysdale X Frank

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, drug use (cocaine), implied sex, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 600

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Story Drysdale Masterlist

"Well, if it isn't the Princess and her loyal subject TJ," Chuck rolls his eyes as he cuts up lines of cocaine.

"How much money you playing with? Or is Frank letting you off your leash tonight?" Chase smiles up from his drink and gives Story a wink.

"Oh, good one, fucking ass. Frank will be here shortly. You keeping the other ass away?" TJ quickly smarts back to Chase, the way he is with Story really makes him uncomfortable.

"TJ, I don't need you to always protect me. Carter doesn't come around anymore does he, Nate?" usually Nate doesn't say anything negative to you. He mentioned Carter wasn't coming around because he wasn't doing good. Refused to go out anywhere but work since you had been dating Frank.

"How much longer until you're eighteen?" Charles walks through the doorway. His eyes dark looking at Story. "Frank has a big birthday present for you."

"Wow, that wasn't ominous," TJ answers under his breath. "The more we come here, the weirder these people get," he leans into her ear whispering, "I don't trust him. You know he's a dealer right?"

"Yeah, I know. Where do you think the blow comes from?" she walks over to Nate giving him a big hug, before tugging TJ to sit down with her.

"You and the friend putting on a show for us?" Chase asks giggling at the two of you. "If you were my girlfriend I wouldn't let you grind all over him."

"Good thing I'm not your girlfriend, then. Deal us in."

"Frank?"

"He's gonna be late," she slides over the mirror, snorting up a few lines before passing it to TJ. Her hand slapping down a few hundreds. "I'm covering both of us tonight," Story looks through her cards, counting down the next couple of weeks that she has left before she's legal. Already got her bags packed, slipping them into the tunnel. She's getting tired of the constant sneaking out, or pretending that everything is perfect. She's ready to move in with Frank, and to get away from the memories.

"Son of a bitch, put that fucking thing away," TJ cusses over at Charles who walks around with a camera. "Seriously, a secret game of poker, you have some of the richest kids in the city here, and we're all doped up and drinking, some underage. Chuck you're a fucking idiot for allowing this shit."

"Just practicing," Charles says putting the camera away. "Don't worry, we won't alert the Hammonds that their son is using again. Making out with Story Drysdale while she gives Frank a lap dance. Don't worry, I deleted it."

"He's right man, most people here want to protect our identity, I don't want to see that shit here again," reaching over he grabs up the camera. "You can have it when you leave, but don't bring it back."

Story taps out of the game as soon as Frank walks in, "Hey gorgeous," he says as she jumps in his arms. "Can't get enough of me huh?" he whispers, his hands squeezing at her thighs, "Give us a minute," his lips connect to her neck as he carries her upstairs.

"You joining them?" Chuck asks glaring at TJ.

"Oh, fuck off. Our relationship isn't like that," TJ watches Charles stand up, "Sit. Down," he growls over to him. "You have a weird obsession with her."

"I'm not the one fucking her right now."

"Yeah, no shit. Her boyfriend is."

"Does daddy know about his princess having a new boyfriend?" Charles leans forward on the table. "Does he know what the sweet snatch is doing every weekend? Would hate for him to find out."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"She'll be eighteen soon. It won't matter."

Masterlist

#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #DA AU #DA AU ask #chris evans #sebastian stan #story drysdale #tj hammond #frank #endings beginnings #charles blackwood #chuck bass #nate archibald #chase collins #story drysdale x frank

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