#tj hammond x female reader

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

His Little Princess » TJ Hammond

Pairings: Best Friend!TJ Hammond x Best Friend/Mom!Female Reader with baby daughter Emma

Summary: TJ helps his girl best friend raise her daughter and she becomes his little princess.

Warnings: Fluff, language, cuteness overload, shitty ex boyfriend, absent father, nicknames/pet names

A/N: Thank you @buckys-wintersoldier for giving this adorable idea🩵

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found it on Pinterest.

You stared down at the positive pregnancy test, tears of joy rolling down your cheeks. You heard the door open and close meaning that your boyfriend, Ryan, is home. You ran out of the bathroom and straight into his arms and kissed him passionately before he could announce that he’s home.

“That’s one hell of a way to welcome your boyfriend home from work.” Your boyfriend says with a smirk.

“I have great news!” You say happily.

“What is it?” He asks, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I’m pregnant!” You tell him, showing him the pregnancy test.

His smile fell from his face, along with his arms leaving your waist.

“What?” He asks.

“I’m pregnant.” You repeated.

Ryan scoffs, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

“Are you keeping it?” He asks.

“Of course I’m going to keep it. Why would you even say that?” You asked.

“I don’t want a child out there who looks like me.” Ryan says.

“Wow, ok.” You scoffed and looked down. “Then I guess we’re over.” You say.

“Fine by me.” He says.

You put your shoes on and grabbed your purse and keys.

“I’ll be back tomorrow to get my things.” You say before walking out the door.

You stood outside TJ’s apartment, knocking on the door repeatedly until he opened the door. The look of concern was plastered on TJ’s face when he seen your eyes all red and teary.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” TJ asks, stepping aside to let you inside.

You didn’t say anything. You started crying again. TJ lead you to the living room and sat down on the couch, pulling you onto his lap and held you close to him.

“What’s wrong?” He asks again.

You sniffled before looking up at him.

“I-I broke up with Ryan.” You say, your voice cracking.

“Did Ryan cheat on you? Did he hurt you? I swear if he did anything to you, I’ll beat his ass.” TJ says, protective mode taking over him.

“No he didn’t cheat on me or hurt me.” You say.

“Why are you so upset?” He asks.

You reached for your purse, taking the pregnancy test out of it and showed him.

“You’re pregnant?” TJ looks at you. “This is amazing! I’m so happy for you!” He says.

“Ryan doesn’t think so.” You mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

“What do you mean?” He asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

“He said that he doesn’t want a child who looks like him.” You say, tearing up again.

“That’s a horrible thing to say. Bringing a baby into the world is a blessing.” He says.

TJ wanted nothing more than to beat Ryan’s ass for breaking your heart, but his first priority is to take care of you and your unborn baby.

“I can’t do this alone, TJ.” You say, your eyes teared up again and your lower lip quivered.

“You’re not going to do this alone cause I’m going to be right by your side through every single second of it.” He tells you.

“You mean that?” You asked, looking into his beautiful blue eyes.

“Of course I do. You’re my best friend and the most important person in my life. I’d do anything for you.” He says, making you smile.

“Thank you, TJ. That means a lot. I love you.” You say, hugging him.

“You’re welcome, cutie. I love you too.” He says with a smile and kissed the side of your head.

You and TJ sat in silence for a while as he continued to hold you.

“TJ?” You say.

“Yes, cutie?” TJ asks, looking down at you.

“Will you go to the doctors appointments with me? I don’t want to go alone.” You asked.

“Of course I will.” He says with a smile.

You called the next day to make a doctors appointment for an ultrasound. By the time the day of your doctors appointment came, you were nervous. You sat in the chair in the waiting room, bouncing your leg. TJ noticed and put a comforting hand on your knee.

“Everything’s going to be fine.” TJ says softly.

He moved his hand from your knee to your hand, holding it to calm your nerves.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” A nurse calls out.

You took a deep breath and stood up, walking towards the door with TJ following behind you. TJ held your hand during the whole ultrasound.

“How long have you two been together?” The nurse asks, trying to make conversation.

“Oh, we’re not together.” You say.

“I’m her supportive best friend and hopefully this baby’s favorite uncle.” TJ says with a smile.

The nurse smiles and prints out the ultrasound pictures for you and handed them to you.

“Congratulations, Miss. Y/L/N.” She smiles. “Just make an appointment with the receptionist on your way out and you’re good to go.” She says before walking out of the room.

You made an appointment on the way out and TJ took you back to his apartment. That was the start of an amazing journey for the both of you. Now here you guys 9 months later, you welcomed a baby girl named Emma into the world with TJ by your side every step of the way. TJ absolutely adores Emma. She quickly became his little princess.

9 months later…

You woke up to the sound of your baby girl crying around 3am. You rubbed your eyes and got out of bed to check on her. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion due to your tiredness when she stopped crying. You walked in her nursery to see TJ feeding her.

“Looks like you beat me to it.” You say.

“I figured you needed your beauty sleep after getting home from the hospital.” TJ says.

“Ok. Well, I’m going back to bed.” You tell him. “Goodnight.” You say.

“Goodnight, cutie.” He says.

You went back to your bedroom and laid back down. You drifted off to sleep with a smile on your face, knowing that TJ is to help you and your daughter. A few hours later, you woke up to the sun shining through the curtains. You stretched and rubbed your eyes before getting out of bed to check on Emma. You heard TJ’s voice in the living room. You walked in the living room to see TJ cradling Emma in his arms while he watched TV.

“Good morning.” You say, walking closer to them.

“Good morning, mama.” TJ smiles at you. “I’m introducing this little princess to the creative and funny world of cartoons.” He says.

“TJ, Emma is barely a week old. She doesn’t even know what a TV is.” You say.

“I know.” He carefully readjusted Emma in his arms. “But she hasn’t cried in a couple hours.” He says.

You couldn’t help but smile and give both of them kisses on their cheeks.

“I assume you already fed her so I’m going to make us breakfast.” You say.

“You’re going to sit down and hold your baby.” TJ carefully put Emma in your arms. “I’ll make us breakfast.” He says.

You giggled at your best friend and sat down on the couch with your baby girl in your arms. Emma looked up at you, making a cooing noise to get your attention when you’re already looking at her. You couldn’t help but smile at her.

“You’re just too cute for your own good, aren’t you?” You cooed, kissing her chubby cheek. “You’re the cutest baby ever.” You tell her. “I know all parents say that about their babies, but I have the cutest baby in the world.” You’re babbling in a high pitched baby voice, making Emma smile up at you. “You’re a mommy’s girl. Yes you are!” You say.

“No, she’s an uncle’s girl.” TJ chimes in, walking in the living room with a plate of your favorite breakfast food.

“Don’t turn my daughter against me, Hammond.” You say, playfully narrowing your eyes at him.

You gently laid Emma down in the bassinet next to the couch and took the plate from TJ’s hand.

“You made my favorite. You’re the best.” You say.

“This is why I’m your best friend.” TJ says with a smile.

You gave him a smile before giving your full attention to your daughter. You smiled down at her small sleeping form in your arms. You gently caressed the side of her head, gently rubbing your thumb against her chubby cheek.

“Emma has your beauty.” TJ says, sitting down next to you.

“Huh?” You asked, tearing your eyes away from Emma to look at TJ.

“I said she has your beauty.” He repeats.

You couldn’t help but blush uncontrollably. You looked back at Emma with a smile on your face.

“I hope she doesn’t look like her dad- Ryan as she gets older.” You say, correcting yourself.

“Don’t say his name. He doesn’t deserve any part of this. He’s the one who broke your heart and now he’s going to miss out on your beautiful little girl growing up.” He says.

“You’re right.” You say.

“We don’t need him.” He states. “All we need is this little princess, mommy, and uncle TJ.” He says.

TJ gently placed a soft kiss on her semi bald head and then gave you a kiss on your cheek. Emma shifted slightly and made a cooing noise that melted yours and TJ’s hearts.

“TJ…” You almost whisper and looked at him. “Thank you for staying by my side and helping me raise my daughter.” You say.

“You don’t have to thank me, Y/N. I’ll do anything for you. You’re my best friend and I love you. I’m more than happy to help you raise this little princess.” TJ says with a smile.

“I’m glad I have you.” You say, leaning your head against his shoulder.

“I’m glad I have you too.” He says, wrapping his arms around you.

Emma woke up, looking up at you and TJ with curiosity in her eyes and made a cooing noise at the two of you, making you guys smile down at the little bundle of joy in your arms.

“We’re glad we have you too, princess.” You and TJ say softly in unison.

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-Bucky’s Doll

[cadencejames87]

Playing the Long Game

Sneak Peek at a WIP I will eventually finish...

Pairings: Frank (EB) x Female Reader x Mickey Henry, TJ Hammond x Steve Rogers, ex-Ari Levinson x Female Reader, ex-Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers Mentions of: Female Reader x Bucky Barnes & Female Reader x TJ Hammond

"I know that look, and if I wasn't in love with Steve--" he begins, slowly shaking his head and reaching out to caress your cheek.

"I'd already be on my knees," you finish in a whisper.

His mouth curves up on one side, as a fond memory fills his thoughts. "I love you, Y/N." He licks his lips, briefly looking at yours. Then all at once, he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth with deep breath, his hand falls, and stands taller, rolling his shoulders back. "You're my best friend, always. Now go get yourself some dick, before I fire all three of you."

Your smile grows, "I love you too, TJ."

He grabs you by the wrist as you turn to leave and pulls you hard against him, lips crashing together, his tongue swiping past your lips. "Always," he breathes.

You cups his cheeks and look deeply into his sparkling blue eyes, "Steve is a lucky man." You smile softly with a slight nod and step back. “Stupid, but...” You shrug and finally leave the back room.

TJ follows you out, “Was that? Are you?”

You turn to him, walking backwards, “I’m just saying, his ex,” you let out a dreamy sigh. TJ joins your side as you turn back around, your steps falling in sync. “Don’t get me wrong, you are amazing and wonderful and you deserve all of the love and happiness. And if you ever find yourself in the same room as him, seeing as they still work together and seem to have kept their friendship; at least from a media point of view... It wouldn’t hurt to slip that beefy, god of a man, your best friend’s number.” You split ways tossing a smile over your shoulder as you return to the bar and TJ steps into his office smirking and rolling his eyes.

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[bxcketbarnes]

I was wondering if you could write something for TJ Hammond?

Thanks and congrats bubba!

“I think I’m in love with you.” and “I can’t stop thinking about you. No matter how hard I try, you’re always on my mind”

Thanks so much! I hope you like it! I personally love this one :) xox

TJ looks around his mother’s house, noticing Gram and Annie standing in the kitchen. He half-expected you to be here when he got out of the hospital. “Have you seen Y/N?” He asks his mother, glancing at the woman over his shoulder.

Elaine hums and glances down at her phone. “I haven’t seen her since she came to visit you. Did you mention to her about coming here?” She asks, causing TJ to nod his head in response. “I’m sure she’ll show up, darling.”

The brunette hums before taking his things upstairs. “I’ll be upstairs if you need me,” TJ mumbles to his family. A sigh leaves his lips upon entering the room he’s going to be staying in. TJ pulls his phone out from his jean pocket, checking to see if you had texted him.

“You like her, hm?” Dougie asks.

TJ glances towards his twin brother and sits down in one of the chairs before leaning back against the cushion. “Yeah, I do. I haven’t felt this way since…” he trails off, not wanting to say the man’s name who broke his heart.

“Have you thought about mentioning it to her?” His brother asks while sitting in the chair beside TJ’s.

Another sigh leaves the man’s lips before TJ shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know. I don’t really know how she feels about me,” TJ mentions as his blue eyes roam around the room. A smile comes to his lips upon seeing a picture of him and Dougie on the table beside him. “What’s this?”

Dougie smiles as TJ picks up the picture frame. “Oh, Annie must’ve brought it over from our apartment,” he laughs while leaning forward.

“You have a picture of us in your apartment? Dude, that’s so gay,” TJ laughs and sets the picture back down on the table.

TJ lets out a sigh before glancing back at his brother. “Grandpa Hammond’s farm,” he grins, feeling his phone vibrating in his pocket.

“Yeah, the summer before went off to boarding school. We had the whole place to ourselves,” Dougie mentions while clasping his hands together.

“I came out that year,” he mumbles and fishes his phone out of his pocket, seeing a text from you.

Hey, TJ! I’m sorry I haven’t been very responsive. I’m on my way to your mom’s place. See you soon! xox

“Yeah,” Dougie laughs, “I remember you bringing Y/N out there too that year.”

TJ grins and gently scratches his jaw, remembering the night the two of you slept together. “Mm, yeah. I slept with her that year,” he confesses, causing Dougie’s eyes to widen.

“Y/N? You slept with Y/N the year you came out?” He asks with an eyebrow raised.

“Yeah,” TJ laughs and runs a hand through his hair, “I’m Bi, Dougie.”

His twin brother lets out a breathy laugh before he leans back in the chair he’s in. “I’m just surprised that the two of you slept together already.”

“She’s actually the only woman I’ve slept with,” he mumbles while scratching at the tabletop beside him. “It was the best summer ever.”

Dougie grins before noticing a figure standing in the doorway. You give the older twin a small smile and knock on the bedroom door. “Am I interrupting?” You ask the brothers, causing TJ to whip his head around.

“No, we’re just reminiscing,” Dougie mentions while standing up from his spot. He pats TJ on the shoulder, giving him a knowing look before walking towards you. “Glad you’re here, Y/N.”

You give Dougie a quick hug before making your way towards TJ. The brunette gets up from his chair before bringing you into his arms.

"Hey," he whispers into your ear as you wrap your arms around his waist.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" You mumble before pulling away from him.

TJ smiles down at you and tucks some of your hair behind your ear. "Better now that you're here. I feel like I'm a kid in trouble," he sighs, causing you to frown slightly.

He moves to sit back down before grabbing your hand, pulling you onto his lap. A squeal leaves your lips and you rest your hands on his shoulders.

"TJ, your whole family is here," you laugh as the brunette nuzzles his face into your neck.

"I don't care. All I need is you," he mutters against your skin, pressing a gentle kiss to the nape of your neck.

Your heart flutters in your chest as your fingers glide through his hair. "So, you told Dougie we hooked up, hm?" You giggle while biting your lip.

TJ pulls away from you before looking up at you. "I did. Should I not have?" He asks and you shrug your shoulders. His fingers fiddle with the hem of your shirt before letting out a sigh.

"What's the matter?" You ask him with furrowed brows.

"I think I’m in love with you," he whispers, causing your breath to hitch in your throat. "I can’t stop thinking about you. No matter how hard I try, you’re always on my mind."

Your cheeks flush at TJ's confession, a smile coming to your lips. "You're in love with me?" You whisper out.

"Yeah," TJ breathes out, a smile gracing his lips.

You move your hands to TJ's cheeks before pressing your lips to his. A moan leaves the brunette's lips as his hand presses on your lower back.

TJ breathes heavily after pulling away from you, his forehead resting against yours. "I think I'm in love with you, too," you grin while fiddling with the small hairs on his neck.

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[nano--raptor]

Plea

Pairing: Bi!TJ Hammond x Female Therapist!Reader

Word count: 3k

Summary: TJ comes to you in a moment of weakness because he doesn’t know where else to go.

Warnings: Angst, mild panic attack, kissing, oral (male rec), sex, smut, soft smut, light bondage, some fluff, feelings etc

A/N: written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ , inspired by the prompt below from @littledarlinhavefaithinme​. Huuuge thank you to Allie @hawksmagnolia​ for all the help and support on this one, helping me with plot points, and making this lovely moodboard. ❤️❤️ TJ is a soft precious bby and I love him, and I'll be definitely be writing more parts for this💕

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Amber light streamed into the car from the street lamps above as TJ gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles, trying to calm his racing heartbeat. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been sitting here, parked just down the street from her house, at nearly one in the morning. His mind wouldn’t stop running, he didn’t even remember the drive here, which added to his panic. He couldn’t think, he couldn’t focus, he felt pulled in a thousand directions. He forced himself to look at her house, to notice the details about the roof, the porch, the shrubs that lined the pathway down to the street. It was familiar, he’d walked that path before.

This time, however, he couldn’t get himself to move.

“Go, fuck,” he hissed into the darkness. He hated himself right now, how he couldn’t even get out of the goddamn car on his own. Pathetic.

“Fucking go, you coward!”

Squeezing his eyes shut, he finally got himself to release the wheel, wrenched the door open and scrambled out of the car, slamming the door behind him. He took off towards the house and didn’t stop running until he reached the front door, hammering the doorbell several times before he could stop himself and run away.

Then he waited. Fidgeting, panting, closing his eyes again and clenching his fists.

Help me.

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“Coming! Hold on!”

You hurried down the hall towards your front door, pulling a robe over your sleep shirt and shorts, cursing whoever was frantically ringing your doorbell at 1am. Yanking the door open, the rant died on your lips and you were shocked to see TJ standing there, of all people. He was a mess; red eyes, dishevelled hair, looking hopeless and on the verge of panic.

“TJ? Oh my god, what are you doing here?”

“I-I didn't know where else to go…” his voice trailed off, small, defeated, and you reached out to grab his wrist, fearing he might run if you waited even one more second.

You pulled him inside and wrapped your arms around him while he leaned into you, arms hanging down by his sides. You held him tight and stroked his hair, trying to provide comfort.

He'd been here before, outside of your sessions, that's not what surprised you. What surprised you was that he'd shown up here in the middle of the night, completely on his own, out of the blue. It must have been really bad today.

TJ started leaning his full weight against you, and you carefully lowered the both of you down to the floor. He curled up against you and tucked his head under your chin, and you instinctively started rubbing his back. You just held him, and you’re not sure how long you sat there before you could finally feel him starting to relax.

“What do you need, honey? You wanna talk about it?” You kept your voice gentle, soft, not wanting to add to his panic. He shrugged, and you could feel his warm breath and his soft-as-sin lashes against your chest. You held him tighter, trying to shield him from the whole world in your arms.

“It’s safe here,” he finally spoke, so quietly you almost didn’t hear him. “I’m losing control… I can’t stop it.” He sounded so helpless and defeated that your heart was breaking. The fact that he came here, to your house, to you, at his most desperate hour, spoke volumes. 

“I’m so glad you came here TJ, I don’t even care what time it is.” You meant it to be soothing, to be a sentiment, but TJ misunderstood, and suddenly pulled sharply away from you.

“Shit. I shouldn’t have come here, this isn’t your burden.” His eyes were wide with panic again and he tried to jump up, but you caught his wrist at the last second and held it with everything you had.

“Stop.” The word came out more biting than you intended, but it worked, stopping him in his tracks. He stared at you, wide-eyed, and your grip on his wrist tightened, pulling him back down to your level. He dropped to his knees and you held his face in your hands, forcing his eyes to meet yours.

“No. You do not get to come to me like this and then take off right away without letting me help you. Let. Me. Help you.” Your eyes flicked back and forth between his, searching, waiting and praying for him to come back to you. TJ was prone to panic attacks and rash decisions, and you were beyond grateful that he’d come here so that you could help him through it. But now, he had to fucking let you help him.

TJ blinked a few times as he processed your words and slowly raised shaking hands to grasp your wrists. A hundred emotions flashed through his eyes before they closed and he leaned into you again, letting out a shuddering breath against your skin.

“I’m just so fucking lost, every goddamn day is a struggle, I’m loosing my grip, I’m exhausted. I - I can't do this anymore.” When you felt hot tears against your skin, that did it for you, and your own tears that had been threatening to fall finally did. You lifted his chin and held his face again, but his eyes flicked away, ashamed of admitting the depth of his struggles to you. As if you hadn’t already known. But this was different, this was raw and real and off the record. This was in the moment.

“Look at me TJ.” Another sharp delivery and his eyes slowly slid up to yours. He looked so defeated. “I’m glad you’re here. Okay? You’re not a burden.”

A beat passed and you held each other's gaze for a moment, your eyes flicking down to his mouth and back, his doing the same, before he was crushing his lips to yours and leaning into you, desperately trying to hold onto something tangible. You kissed him back, all your emotions pouring into it, trying to show him that he did mean something to you, that you cared. He was hurting, but he kissed you with a fervor that was fighting to break free, and you yearned to help him. But you had to keep him from running.

An idea struck you and you pulled back slightly, still cupping his cheek, searching his eyes. He blinked, lips parted and swollen, cupped his hand over yours to keep that connection.

"Do you trust me?" You whispered. You knew he did, it was himself he didn't trust. TJ nodded, and you moved to stand, guiding him to his feet with you. His hand still clasped in yours, you led him down the hall, away from the doors he would normally go through, and up the stairs to your private home. Once inside you closed and locked the door, then turned and pressed your body against him, gently urging him back against the wall. His lips found yours again and his hands circled into your robe and to your waist, fingers gently fumbling around the hem of your shirt. Your breath hitched once he touched your skin, and you let a soft moan escape your mouth, encouraging him.

TJ lifted his hands to your shoulders to push the robe off, and it fell to the floor, along with his jacket. You pulled away briefly to get another look at his eyes and the way he looked back at you, with a spark of hunger, made your stomach flip with excitement. He cupped your cheek again and pulled you back in, almost possessively, and for a moment you were proud of him. 

It only lasted a moment though because soon you were both stripping each other’s clothes off, desperate to get hands on skin. When you were down to your underwear you led him to the bedroom and pushed him down onto the bed, then slowly peeled your panties off, hips rolling side to side. TJ's eyes were wide, glued to your movements. You pushed them down your legs and stepped out, bare before him now, crawling onto the bed. You were happy to see that he finally looked a little more relaxed, the tiniest of smirks pulling at the corner of his mouth.

“Do you trust me?” you asked him again. He nodded and responded, his voice hushed but a little more confident.

“Yes.” You leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before sliding off the bed and moving to grab something out of your dresser. Turning back to face him, you pulled a strand of silky fabric through your hands, letting it glide between your fingers. TJ raised an eyebrow, but he didn’t move, which was a mini win in your mind. You crawled back onto the bed and nibbled your bottom lip, watching his eyes as you straddled his legs.

“Give me your hands,” a gentle command, but TJ obliged without hesitation. You took his hands in yours and slowly wrapped the scarf around his wrists, looping it over and around, binding them together. Your heart was racing, and you wondered if his was too as he watched you work. You raised his hands to your lips and pressed kisses over his fingers, his knuckles, and he followed your movements again with soft eyes. It made your heart leap to see him looking more calm, more relieved, and you couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your face.

You leaned in to kiss him again, urging him back against the pillows as you guide his arms up above his head. His mouth only left yours for a second as he raised them, and you smiled against his lips, wrapping the end of the scarf around your headboard, securing it tightly. You pulled back to examine your work and TJ bit his lip as he tested the binding, pulling at it just a little bit. You both smiled, yours slightly more devious, but you could see the spark in his eyes and it made your heart soar. If you could help him navigate the darkness by finding a way to get him out of his own head, you were more than happy to try.

“Are you comfortable, sweetheart?” You cupped his cheek and stroked it gently with your thumb, and TJ nodded, leaning into your touch again, nibbling his lip in anticipation. You trailed your fingers up his arm to test the bindings, gently fingering the silk, ghosting your fingers over his skin. Goosebumps were forming already from your light touches, and you looked forward to making him feel even better. You kissed him once more and he was hungry for it, licking into your mouth, gentle moans rumbling up from his chest.

You trailed kisses over TJ’s jaw, to his throat, lingering over his pulse point before continuing downward. Gentle kisses along his collar bones, over his chest and down his stomach, abs flexing under your light touches. He moaned again, the sweetest sound, it was soft and needy and it shot straight to your core. You were trying to put his needs and care before your own, but you couldn’t deny your desire for him either, TJ was charming and downright gorgeous, and had a knack for making a partner feel like they were the most important person in the world.

As you trailed your lips further down, fingers ghosting along his sides, he started squirming, whimpering as your tongue traced along his hips. You peeked back up at his face, his eyes were closed, lips parted, and he looked perfectly beautiful. Hooking your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, you slid them down over his hips and out of the way, finally freeing his cock from its confines. He squirmed more as you teased him, your lips going everywhere except where he needed you. He was murmuring and rolling his hips, trying to get your mouth on him, and when you finally licked a hot stipe up the underside of his cock he whined loudly and his back arched off the bed.

“Ahh, fuck baby, yes…” You took him all the way into your mouth now, and his eyes shot open with a gasp, before he dropped his head back to the pillow with another moan. He tugged on the binding, arms flexing deliciously, and you felt him twitch in your mouth, loving that boundary set for him. You knew he wanted to touch you, any time you’d had him in your mouth before his hands always ended up tight in your hair, and while you longed for his hands on you now, you knew this limit was good for him. He’d come to you tonight begging for your help, and while this maybe wasn’t what he’d had in mind, it was keeping him occupied and keeping his mind out of that dark place. You’d tie him up and hold him tight as much as he needed if it meant he felt safe.

You hummed around him and swallowed him down until he bumped against the back of your throat and the sound it pulled from him was fucking music to your ears. Sure he’d bared his soul to you before, but the vulnerability he’d show in the bedroom always made your heart melt. You swirled your tongue around him as you moved your mouth up and down the length of his cock and you could tell he was close. Speeding up your motions you smoothed your hands up his thighs and along his sides, then dragged your nails gently back down the planes of his stomach. Soon TJ started mumbling under his breath and seconds later he tensed all over with a gasp and shot his hot climax straight down your throat. Moaning around him, practically purring, you grasped his hips and dug your fingertips in, holding him tight, milking him for everything he had as he rode out the waves of his orgasm.

Pulling off him gently, TJ’s eyes fluttered open and he looked utterly spent. Flushed cheeks and chest, he was panting and sweaty, his eyes followed the motions of your tongue along your lips as you liked them clean. He pulled on the bindings again with a whine, trying to reach out and touch you, grunting in frustration. 

“You okay sweetheart?” You crawled over him again to press your lips to his, voice dripping sweetness as you checked in on him. He kissed you back, hungry, desperate, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth as a tiny show of defiance. You pulled back and smirked at him, lightly patting his cheek. “Answer me honey.”

“Yeah baby,” he croaked, his eyes still hungry. His hips rolled up against yours and you smiled, sitting upright, splaying your hands on his chest. You wanted him as badly as he wanted you, and while you wanted to tease him more and make him squirm, you were aching for more of him.

“What do you want sweetheart?”

“I want you,” TJ gasped, clenching his hands into fists. “I need you. Please baby.” You nearly purred out loud as he started begging. 

“Oh honey, you want me so bad don’t you?” You cupped his cheek and your heart soared as he nuzzled into it, nodding and looking up at you through his lashes, his plea barely a whisper. 

“Please…”

Oh god. He looked so beautiful and needy and he was absolutely loving being tied down. Looking at him sent a fresh spark straight to your core and you backed your hips right onto his needy cock without being able to wait another second. 

TJ tried to hold eye contact, he really did, but as soon as you moved your hips down and your dripping wetness slid around his cock he couldn’t help the desperate, carnal moan that tore from his throat. His hips bucked hard into yours and his back arched and it was so hot that you wanted to remember this, the way he looked beneath you, as long as you lived. You started rocking your hips, angling them so he’d reach as deep as he could and soon you were both writhing and moaning and it was glorious. Throwing your head back you ground down on him, your moans and his both filling the room. Nothing else mattered in this moment, you controlled the pace and the pressure and it was exactly what you both needed.

“Baby,” TJ’s shuddering voice drew you back and folded over him, bracing yourself on one arm and carding your hand through his hair with your other. He was close again - so were you - and you held his gaze until his head dropped back again and his eyes fell closed, burying your face in his neck as he came with a shuddering gasp that trailed off into a moan. Even with his wrists bound above his head, TJ writhed and moaned and bucked his hips into you as he rode through his climax and it was enough to push you over the edge too. Wrapping your arms around his neck you whined into his ear, wrapping yourself around him, needing him as much as he needed you in that moment.

The two of you lay panting, trying to catch your breath. You rolled over to your side and reached up to undo the scarf from the bedframe, but left it wrapped around TJ’s wrists for the moment. You pulled him close and he brought his hands down to stroke your cheek, sighing at the relief of finally being able to move his arms.

“How you doin’?” you whispered, wrapping your leg over his hip and stroking his cheek, and then his back. His eyes flicked between yours and he looked satisfied, comfortable.

“‘M so good, baby, thank you.” His voice was soft, heavy with sleep already. He reached to kiss your lips, and it was soft and gentle and full of feeling, the kind reserved for lovers. Your heart flip flopped again and you pulled the blanket up around you both, content to drift off to sleep with him safe in your arms.

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Second Chances

TJ Hammond x Female Reader

Rated 18 + for explicit smut.

This is for you @loricameback  I wanted to wait till you came back to post this xxx.

So I wrote this for Lori, here are both parts together.  TJ runs into an old friend.

Word count: 4497

You’d been friends with TJ since middle school, but after high school you’d lost touch.    That’s why it’s such a surprise to see him again after all this time. 

Walking into the small piano bar not far from your office you take a seat at the far end of the bar and order a drink.  There’s music playing softly in the background and it takes you a few minutes to realise it’s a live performance.  Frowning, as you know the piano player isn’t usually there till six, you turn in your seat to see the man who had starred in all your fantasies since you were fourteen.  

It’s been fifteen years since you saw him last, he’s just as handsome as he ever was, but he looks sad. He plays, eyes half closed, hands dancing over the keys effortlessly.  How many times had he held your hand, or tickled you with them when you were kids?  How many times had you wished things had been different, that he’d been even a little attracted to girls?

It was silly to even give the thought a moments entertainment, but he looked more attractive than ever.  You thought you’d gotten over this stupid crush long ago.  For a moment, you consider finishing the drink and just leaving, not saying a word to him, but something in his expression stops you.  

Old habits die hard, there was a time all you wanted was to make sure he was happy, it hurt to see him looking so lost.  Lifting your drink, you crossed the room and, more boldly than you felt, slipped onto the bench beside him.

He doesn’t react at first, just keeps playing, eyes never opening wide enough to really look at you. Finally, the song finishes, and he stops.  He still doesn’t look at you and you begin to feel nervous, maybe this was a bad idea, what the hell were you thinking coming over here anyway?  Just as you resolved to get up and leave, he speaks.

“Sorry sweetheart, I don’t do women.”

Irritation flares at the casual dismissal, he didn’t even bother to look at you, to see who it was that had sat down.

“Funny, it didn’t seem that way when we played seven minutes in heaven in 10th grade.”

The one and only time his hands had wandered anywhere in anything other than a friendly fashion when he was aware enough to know it.

You bite your lip and look away, knowing that he was now studying you intensely.  When he says your name, half in surprise half in apology you take a breath and turn back, an affectionate smile painted firmly on your lips.

“Hey TJ.  Long-time no see.”

“I can’t believe you’re here…  god it’s been, what, ten years?”

“Fifteen.”  You correct him, watching as he winces at the reminder of time which has past.

“I’m sorry, I was being an asshole.”

“Well, it was always one of your strengths.”  

You don’t know why it’s come out the way it has.  The bitterness leaking into your tone without permission.  That was a lie, you knew exactly why, though you’re almost certain he doesn’t remember what happened.  One drunken mistake fifteen years ago when both of you were wasted and stoned did not a happy ending make.  Not for you at least.  

You shrug away the memory and shake your head, brushing off the last words with a joke and let him flatter and charm the way only he could.  He buys you a drink and you sit down in a booth to catch up.  One drink turns into six and before you know it you’re both stumbling out of the bar, laughing uproariously at the story he’s telling you.  

The shock TJ feels when he realises who’s sat down at the piano with him has him speechless for a minute. Then her name comes tumbling from his lips without thought.  There had been a time when he’d seen her everyday, exchanged texts and phone calls, had known every intimate detail of her life.  They’d shared everything…  Well nearly everything.  She looks good.  Her hair’s a little darker and her face sharper, she’s beautiful, he thinks, when she turns to smile at him in greeting.  It wasn’t her real smile though, it was the brittle “I’m fine” smile she’d put on when she felt unsure or annoyed, he’d been the cause of it more than once.  

He’s not stupid enough to not know exactly why she looks at him that way, although he appreciates that she’s even approached him.  He didn’t think he deserved any consideration after what he’s done, how he’d left things with her.  It was the sort of bitter guilt that had followed him for years, the kind that sits at the back of you mind only to rear up when something reminded you of why it was there in the first place, a permanent house guest in your head.  

Growing up in the media spotlight had never been easy.  Being outed as gay had made it exponentially worse.  He’d been fifteen, not ready to make any sort of statement to anyone about what he felt and certainly not to the press. 

The kicker was no one had questioned it, or him.  Even his parents hadn’t asked.  Just assumed because of one damn picture that he was exactly what they were saying he was.  At the time he was still so confused over his own identity and bitterly humiliated by the boy who had sold the story that he had kept his mouth shut.  Why should they have one more piece of him, one more thing to pick apart and judge?  It would have been worse later, when he’ been more sure of how he felt, to announce that he was bisexual.  It would have caused more scandal and difficulty for his parents, so he’s lived with the lie, let it dictate his life for nearly twenty years.  

They had been friends, best friends once upon a time.  He should have told her the truth, he really should have.  After the news broke she had been so supportive, so present for him when even his family hadn’t known how to treat him or what to say, he’d latched onto her like life line. But she changed how she was with him.  Not how she treated him, no that was the same.  It had taken him until that last summer party after graduation to figure out what it was.  When he had, he’d felt like an idiot.  They had both been drunk and high on weed, had made their way back to her parents’ summer house and snuggled in bed together talking.  That’s when it had happened.  Just one split second, the way she let her guard down, had looked at him with longing that he’d finally opened his eyes and seen what should have been glaringly obvious all along. She was in love with him, she wanted him.   Mentally stepping back and seeing her as a woman had made his mouth go dry.   Not knowing how to deal with it he’d made a joke and started teasing her till they were a giggling mess.  He’d tickled her, his hands on her skin where her tank top had ridden up and suddenly it wasn’t a game anymore.  The position they ended up in, with him cradled between her legs, her hands pinned down by his had brought their faces close together.  In that moment he’d wanted to know what she tasted like, the impulse impossible to ignore and he’d kissed her.  He had kissed her everywhere, making her moan and writhe beneath him and he’d wanted more, they both had.  He’d never been able to forget that night, no matter how long it had been, every woman he slept with he compared to her, each of them he’d found wanting. 

PART 2

Without considering what you’re walking into, you let him take you back to his place.  He wraps an arm around your shoulders the way he used to, and you lean in, basking in the warmth of him, even while cursing yourself to ignore the mushy feelings that well up at the gesture you know is empty.

He grabs a bottle of whisky and two glasses almost as soon as you’re through the door and tells you to make yourself comfortable.  You slip off your coat and shoes and throw yourself onto the ludicrously soft leather sofa.  

Both of you reminisce about your childhood, about high school and he tells you about some married asshole that broke his heart.  It makes you feel both jealous and enraged that anyone would ever hurt him that way. You’re drunk enough not to care about personal boundaries, and you crawl into his lap to hug him.   He hugs you back, then snuggles you into his chest, still holding you close as you continue to chat.  His hand travels a torturous path around the edge of your shirt where it has ridden up, skimming the skin of your back and making you want things you know you can’t have.  His other hand plays with yours, holding it and squeezing your fingers.  When the hand on your back slips under your shirt to begin drawing patterns into your skin you freeze and your heart skips a beat, it’s not so innocent a touch anymore.  

A flood of wetness begins to soak through your knickers as your breath catches. 

This is how it had started before, how he’d touched you just that once, fifteen years ago on the night you had last seen him.  His hands, wandering over your skin, teasing and tickling at first, then with more intent.  Your whole body shivers as his hand creeps higher, toying with the clasp of your bra.  Drunk you wants to let him do whatever he wants, she doesn’t care that it won’t mean anything, that he’s just looking for an escape, a connection.  Sensible you is reminding you that doing this was what had wrecked you fifteen years ago and that it had been a bad idea then just like it was now.  Ten years ago, even five, you might have let him continue to touch you this way, but too much time had passed.  It wasn’t fair to either of you.

“Don’t.”  You whisper, heartbreak more than evident in you tone.

He sighs into your hair and drops a soft kiss to the top of your head, his hand dropping to your waist. The silence is heavy, you’re not sure what your waiting for, why you’re still in his arms.  But then he places both his arms around you and hugs you close.

“I remember, you know… what we did.”

For a moment you don’t say anything, just trying to sort through the tumult of emotion at his whispered confession.  It doesn’t make sense, if he remembers then why…?

“Why didn’t you call me…. Or send a note, an email… anything?”

His finger tighten around yours as you try to pull away from him, trying to reclaim at least a little of your dignity, your sanity.  He holds tight, refusing to let go and rests his other hand possessively on your thigh. He whispers your name, his tone laced with a plea and you still, waiting for him to answer.

“It’s like you said sweetheart, I’m an asshole.  I didn’t know what to say.  It wasn’t fair…”  He trails off for a moment and sighs.   “I knew you liked me then and you were my closest friend…  I just wished things would have been different.  We could have been so easy.  You knew me better than anyone.  If things had been… if I had just been honest…” his voice trails off and he shrugs as you squeeze his hand, trying to figure out where he’s going with this confession.

“If you weren’t gay?  Is that what you mean?   TJ…  I loved you, no matter what.  It didn’t…doesn’t change how I feel.  I missed you. I missed you calling me at three in the morning to talk about tv and asking me what homework was due.  I missed the two of us just going somewhere and wandering about, being us.  I missed my friend that always knew how to cheer me up.  You just left for college and forgot my number.  That hurt so much more than fucking me and leaving before I woke up.”

“I ran because I was scared…”

The volume of his voice had dropped and the amount of vulnerability that flooded out in his tone caught you by surprise.  Looking up at him you find he’s looking away from you, eyes downcast, almost ashamed. You never want him to feel that way with you, not ever.  Reaching up you cup his jaw and draw his face to look at you.

“Scared of what?  I don’t understand.”

“No one asked me, about who I was, about how I felt…  And I was too scared and then too determined to keep at least something of myself that wouldn’t be endlessly speculated on and discussed, so I never told anyone that I was….  that it wasn’t as simple as they assumed at least not in so many words.  I hate labels, they’re so pointless, does it really matter if I like both? If I’m attracted to both?…  I liked you then, wanted you, I like you now, I’ve missed you and dreamed about that night for years. Dreamed about you.  One of my biggest regrets was leaving things the way I did and never telling you the truth.  Do you understand now?”

His eyes bore into yours, you could get lost in the blue of his eyes, they are so expressive.  Right now, the way he’s looking at you, it doesn’t make sense.  You can’t remember him looking at you like this before.  His words ring in your ears, rattling around as you try to accept what he’s telling you, that he’s bisexual?  Or at least, he likes men and women.  The biggest shock, that he seemingly felt the same way about you as you did about him.

He covers the hand you have sitting on his jaw and closes his eyes.  When he opens them again, he looks determined, more certain of something. It takes you completely off guard when he swoops forward and kisses you hard, capturing your lips with a searing jolt.

There’s no room to think or breath, for a split second you don’t react, stunned by his action and then you’re kissing him back, tongues sliding against each other, as he plunders your mouth leaving you whimpering with need.  You let him lead, let him dictate the sultry dance between you. All thought of restraint and sensibility thrown to the wayside.  It’s impossible to think of anything with his lips on yours, hot and wet, teasing and urging you higher with each breath.  

Clothes are shed and the intoxicating need he inspires in you lets him carry you along until there’s nothing between you, skin meeting skin and he lifts you up in his arms, carrying you to the bedroom.  You don’t stop him, it’s impossible to say no to him, it always was,  he is all you have ever really wanted.

His kisses are a little clumsy and wet, a desperate edge you know is reflected in your own.  Touching him, being free to do so and not feel guilty for enjoying it overwhelms you with relief.  There isn’t any mistaking this, he wants you, really wants you. Desires your body.  That he cares about you first and foremost you would never question, the two of you having slipped back so easily into the warmth of friendship and affection you’d held so dearly before.  

Although it escalated quickly and you’re now in his bed, the sheets saturated with his scent, he’s now taking his time.  You grin as he cups your breast and bites his lip, looking up at you as he takes one nipple in his mouth, hot tongue swirling around the tip, lips sucking and clamping around the soft flesh.  It has your back arching and your pussy clenching around empty air.  

The curl of his smile into your skin at your reaction causes the sort of happy satisfaction to bubble up in your belly that you had never experienced during sex before.  He looked so pleased with himself, it made you even wetter.  His hands, danced over you body, playing it with ease, just as they had at the piano earlier, although that moment seems a lifetime away now.  

He makes you come, first with his fingers, then with his mouth and the sobbing mewling mess he makes of you doesn’t know whether to laugh of cry when he finally crawls back up your body and brings his hips flush to yours.  You cradle him between your legs, and wrap one arm around his shoulder, fingers teasing into the curls at the nape of his neck.  His eyes flutter at the gentle tug of his hair. His cock nudges gently between your wet and throbbing folds, your slick soaking him with each slide.  There’s a pause as he does this, hovering over you, locking his eyes on yours.   The simple joy in the blue depths and the sly smile he gives you seals the fate you already knew you lived.  You loved him, this act, this development only cemented it firmly.  It didn’t matter how much time had passed, it had always come back to him.  

For a moment you felt afraid.   Afraid that this would all be gone in the morning, that like before he would pull away from you.  It must have shown in your face, because he strokes your hair back and cups one cheek, dipping his head to kiss you softly.  You can taste yourself on his tongue, and your hips buck against him making both of you moan as the blunt head of his cock nudges at your center.  

“I’m not running again. I shouldn’t have run then.  I’m sorry.”  His whispered words brought comfort and a sense of peace.  But even with that you still had to know.

“Why?”

“Because you made me feel things I was afraid to acknowledge.  God, Sweetheart, you’re what I’ve dreamed about for the last decade and half. I want you, I want us, if you’re willing to put up with all the fucking madness that’ll come with it.”

“I will never…”  you begun, hooking a leg over his hip and pulling him closer.  “Want anyone, but you.. for the rest of my life..”

Canting your hips up, finding the right angle, he slowly sunk inside you.  He cursed, muttered fuck’s into your neck as his hips moved to swiftly bring him home.  The stretch as he filled you made you gasp as your pussy clutched him greedily.  You felt full and safe, the feel of him inside you causing your breath to catch in tiny pants.  

“TJ….  Oh god…”  You buried your face in his neck, shaking from the emotional and physical connection. He felt so good inside you, so good it made you want to cry at how perfect it felt.  It was everything you’d wanted and dreamed about.  

When he started to withdraw you let out a whimper of loss but he just whispered in your ear, telling you he had you, that he wasn’t going anywhere.  Rocking back into you slowly, you let out another breathless moan…  this would never be something you’d get used to.  He didn’t stop touching you. Kissing you and muttering words of love into your skin as he set a slow rhythm, each motion calculated to become your undoing.  Skin flushed and beaded with sweat as he made love to you, bodies moving together in perfect sync.  When you came again he growled and rocked into you, thrusts shallow as you clenched around him hard, he stilled, head dropped to your chest, shaking, holding back from letting himself cum with you.

“TJ…”  You panted his name, running fingers through his curls.  You could feel him, still hard and throbbing inside you.

“I’m gonna make you do that again before I cum in you.”  He muttered as he kissed down your neck.  The words and the tickle of hot breath had you clenching and arching up, whimpering his name, you could feel the curl of a wicked smile at your collar bone in response.

“Would you like that sweetheart?  Cumming around my cock while I fuck you full of me?” He caught your hands and pinned them by your head.

“TJ please…”

You were squirming in his hold, his hands threaded with yours, pressed into the pillow. There was an ache building the longer he held you there and then his lips found your breasts and he made a happy hum before letting go of your hands to cup and squeeze them together, kissing and nipping at the soft skin, tongue flicking out to tease and trace at your nipples in turn.  Your hands fisted in fine cotton sheets as he played, pinching the buds almost painfully, making you chant his name.  His hips held you down as you bucked against him, each movement building closer to another little death.  

He loved the feel of her body around him, gripping his cock like a vice, so warm and silky, testing every ounce of self control he had.  He thought he’d remembered her perfectly, even after all these years, but dreams and memory couldn’t hold a candle to reality.  

He took his time as she twisted under him, arching as he drew one rosy peak into his mouth, enjoying the way it made her gasp, groaning as she jerked her hips up, grinding on his cock.  

Fuck she was so responsive to his every touch and kiss and lick, the feel of her under him, begging with her body for more, for him, only made him harder.   He felt her walls tighten around him, knew from the sudden high keening whimper he’d drawn from her that she was close again.  He wanted to cum with her, feel her milk his cock of every last drop, fuck he’d never wanted to make another person cum so hard in his life.  

He wanted all of her, body, heart and soul, to belong to him, wanted to keep her forever.  Looking into her eyes, he knew from the desperate, depthless warmth that he had her, that she would always be his.  He felt his heart clench in his chest at the way she looked at him, love and affection that seared him to his soul.  

He brought their bodies flush again and kissed her slowly, moving his hips, building up into a fast rhythm.  She called his name, clinging to him as he drove into her and then he felt her ripple violently around him, body taut and arching as she sobbed his name over and over, it was all he’d needed.   He felt his own orgasm hit him, the coiling tingle at the base of his spine, the sudden burst of pleasure traveling through him and shouted her name as he came, his hips stuttering as he lifted hers, burying himself deeper as her body pulled him in.  

They both panted, pressing closer, rocking and shuddering in each others arms as they rode out the little death, hearts pounding until they both fell limp and still, his face nuzzling into her neck as he continued to hold her, basking in the euphoria and the pleasant sensation of her fingers carding through his hair. He didn’t want to move, to leave her sweet warmth, the connection between them stronger now than ever.  

He kissed at her shoulder, slowly moving up her neck till he could look into her eyes again, hoping he’d still find them warm and open to him.   He needn’t have worried.  He thinks in all his life, no one has ever looked at him like this, with so much love and wonder.  He rests his head against hers, closing his eyes briefly to hold back the tears threatening to spill.  

“I love you TJ…”

Eyes open and stare into hers.  She means it, she never says anything she doesn’t mean and for the first time in a long time he doesn’t feel the need to hold back, to guard his own heart.

“I love you too, I think I always did,,, and I always will.”

This time the kiss isn’t about need or passion.  It’s soft and slow and gentle.  She leads it, giving him a gift of truth and promise with each press of their lips.  

You hold close to him as he rolls off you, his arms gathering you into his side and you pull the covers over you both.  

“Want to go see my parents tomorrow?”

The question surprises you, but then, it’s TJ, he’s never been patient, always forging ahead with a decision.  You giggle and nod your head.

“Sure, I mean, it’ll be nice to see them again.  You gonna give them a heads up before we arrive?”

“Nah, thought we could just tell them over dinner.”

You can hear the mischief in his voice, know he’s probably been looking forward to a moment like this for years.

“You just want to watch them all loose their minds, your poor Nana, what on earth will she say?”

“Knowing her?  She’ll tell me I’m an idiot and that she knew all along…  she always did like you, you know she asks me about you every summer we go up to the lake house?  She always told me I should marry you.”

“What?”

“Yeah, when we were kids she used to say, ‘TJ, if you don’t marry that girl you’re a fool’.  I should have listened to her, we wouldn’t have wasted all this time.”

For a second your heart skips a beat at the thought of what he’s hinting at, at what he’s left unsaid.  You let out a breath and steady yourself before turning to him and propping yourself up on one elbow.

“That was a terrible attempt at fishing, but if you want an answer, you’re going to have to ask me for real, properly, with a god damn ring Hammond or no dice.”

“Does that mean you’d say yes?”  he tries charming you.

“I guess we’ll have to wait and see.”  You smile at him, biting your lip and yelping when he pulls you down, pinning you under him again, a giggle escapes you as his hands move along your sides, fingers digging in lightly, tickling you.

The sun rises and TJ’s neighbors are awakened to the sounds of shrieking laughter.  

A week later the first pictures of TJ Hammond and a mysterious brunette hit the tabloids, speculation rises and the media talks of nothing else as the first primaries approach.  Once more the Hammond family is the talk of the country. 

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Chance » TJ Hammond

Pairings: Bi!TJ Hammond x Female Reader

Summary: You’ve had a crush on TJ since high school and you finally get your chance with him.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, alcohol, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, female receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

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Butterflies erupted in your stomach when you walked in the club. You seen the guy you’ve had a crush on since high school. TJ Hammond. He was on the other side of the room. Your hands rubbed over your dress, smoothing it out before you walked to the bar counter and ordered a drink. You caught TJ’s attention. He smirked to himself when he recognized you. He downed the rest of his drink before making his way to the bar counter, standing next to you.

“A beer for me and whatever my friend wants.” TJ says, looking at you.

Blush crept up on your cheeks. You could feel TJ’s eyes on you. TJ couldn’t help but look at your body from head to toe. He licked his lips, loving the way your dress was hugging your curves.

“I haven’t seen you in a while.” He took a sip of his beer. “Where have you been?” He asks curiously.

“Oh umm…” You stuttered a little. “After graduation, I went to college and got my nursing degree. Then I traveled for a while. I just got back earlier this week.” You tell him.

“That’s nice. I always knew you’d do good things after high school.” He says.

You gave him a smile. TJ’s gaze drifted to your breasts, shamelessly staring at your cleavage.

“You want to hangout with me tonight?” He asks.

“Yes!” You said a little too fast, making yourself sound desperate.

TJ chuckles at your eagerness and ordered you two more drinks. He led you to a booth in the corner of the club. You took a seat next to him. TJ put his arm around your shoulders. Cue the butterflies again. You felt your panties dampen. You squeezed your thighs together for some kind of relief. TJ happened to look down at the same time. He licked and bit his bottom lip.

“You know…” TJ spoke up. “I’ve always found you intriguing.” He tells you.

“Y-You do?” You stuttered.

“Yep.” He says, popping the P.

He leaned in and placed his lips on yours, kissing you hungrily. The kiss turned heated quickly. It lasted a good couple minutes. When he pulled away from your lips, the two of you were breathless and both his and your eyes filled with lust.

“Wanna get out of here?” He asks lowly.

“Yes!” You said a little too fast.

You two were making out as you guys bursted through the door of his apartment. TJ kicked the door shut with his foot. He led you to his bedroom and closed the door behind him. He kissed you again, walking you backwards towards his bed, the back of your knees hitting the edge of his bed. TJ’s hands found their way to your shoulders, pushing the straps of your dress off of them and pulled your dress off your body, letting it pool around your feet on the floor. You were left in your lace panties and your breasts were exposed to him. TJ pulled his lips away from yours to admire your breasts for a moment. His hands cupped your breasts, his thumbs rubbing over your nipples.

“Oh TJ…” You moaned softly, your eyes fluttering shut and tilting your back.

He dipped his head down to kiss along the swells of your breasts. You gasped when his teeth bit down on your skin hard enough for hickeys. You held on to his shoulders to steady yourself. He kissed his way up to your lips.

“Lay down for me, baby.” TJ says in almost a whisper.

You did as you were told and patiently waited for him to make the next move. You bit your lip as you watched him strip from his clothes. He got on top of you, hovering over you. He leaned down, kissing along your neck and shoulders.

“Is this really happening?” You asked, surprised that you’re finally getting a chance with your crush.

“You better believe it cause it is.” He says against your skin.

“I just- I didn’t know I was your type and-” TJ interrupted you with a kiss.

“Well, if you shut the hell up, now’s your big chance.” He says with a smirk.

TJ kissed down your body, stopping at the waistband of your panties. He looked up at you, waiting for permission. You nodded your head and lifted your hips, giving him permission. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled them down your legs, dropping them on the floor next to his bed.

“Is all of this for me, baby?” He asks, rubbing his fingers in between your wet folds.

“Yes!” You moaned. “It’s all for you.” You tell him.

TJ’s tongue licked in between your folds, moaning at your taste. He wrapped his arms around your thighs to hold you in place. His tongue circled your clit a few times before licking along your pussy. He did that for a couple minutes before latching his lips on your clit and began sucking on it. He ate you out like his life depends on it. He moaned against your pussy, sending vibrations through your pussy. One of your hands made its way to his head, your fingers tugging on his hair while your other hand clutched the sheets beneath you. One of his arms left your thigh, his fingers making their way to your pussy. He rubbed his middle and ring fingers in between your folds, getting them wet with your slick before sliding them inside of you. A moan fell from your lips. The pleasure you were receiving from his mouth and his fingers made you feel like you were on top of the world. He moved his fingers at a steady pace before speeding them up. Your jaw dropped, moans, curse words, and his name left your lips. It was like music to his ears. He didn’t want those pretty sounds you make for him to end so he sped up his movements with his fingers and began flicking his tongue against your clit. You’ve never felt this amount of pleasure before. TJ’s eyes flickered up at you, watching as pleasure took over your body. You looked down at him, making eye contact with him. He winked at you and went back to focusing on making you cum. His other arm left your thigh and snaked up your body, stopping at your breasts. His hand cupped one of your breasts and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned, arching your back in pleasure and pushed your breasts more into his hand.

Your cunt squeezed around his fingers. The more TJ’s tongue flicked against your clit and the faster his fingers moved in and out of you made your orgasm build up.

“I’m close!” You tell him.

TJ sped up his movements with his tongue and fingers to get your orgasm to come faster. Your lower stomach tightened. Your vision went blurry and your eyes fluttered shut. Your grasp on his hair tightened when your orgasm was coming closer to the edge. A loud moan of his name left your lips as you came hard. TJ licked up every last drop of your release before pulling his fingers out of your pussy and hovered over you, leaning down to kiss you sloppily. You moaned when you tasted yourself on his lips.

“You taste amazing, baby.” TJ says huskily.

You moaned when he grinded his hard cock against your pussy. You couldn’t help but look down at his cock. He’s bigger than you imagined. After a few seconds, you felt his fingers under your chin, tilting your head up so you were looking in his blue eyes that are now filled with lust.

“My eyes are up here, cutie.” He says.

You got a boost of confidence. You maintained eye contact with him while one of your hands wandered down to his hard cock. You wrapped your hand around it, slowly pumping it and using his precum as a lubricant. A soft moan left TJ’s lips. He looked down at your hand wrapped around his cock, watching as you lined his cock at your tight entrance. Both of you moaned in relief when his tip slid inside of you. TJ slide the rest of his cock inside of you, inch by inch till he was balls deep inside of you. He leaned down, kissing you hungrily while you took a moment to adjust to his size. You parted your lips just enough for his tongue to slide in your mouth, exploring every inch of your mouth.

“Fuck me.” You say, pulling away from the kiss.

TJ didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled almost all the way out, only leaving his tip inside of you and thrusted back inside of you in a fast thrusts and keeping his thrusts fast. He spread your legs wider and watched his cock thrust in and out of your pussy, covered with your slick.

“Fuck…” He moans at the sight.

He put your legs over his thighs and hovered over you, caging you in between him and the mattress. He leaned down and kissed you sloppily. You two moaned against each other’s lips. One of your hands found its way to his back, your nails digging in his skin while your other hand found its way to the back of his head, your fingers tugging on his hair. TJ moaned at the feeling of your nails digging in his skin and your fingers tugging at his hair.

“I’m never letting you go after this.” TJ was breathless as he pulled away from your lips. “You’re mine now.” He says.

You moaned at the thought of being his. You’ve always imagined being his, but you didn’t know that you were his type.

“You like that?” His voice was husky. “You like the thought of being my girl?” He asks, kissing just below your ear.

“Yes!” You gasped. “I want to be yours!” You moaned.

TJ smiled against your neck and marked you up with more hickeys. One of his hands wandered down to your leg and moved it up, placing it on his side. That created a new angle. His cock hit your sweet spot, making you moan loudly. TJ smirked to himself, loving the fact that he found your sweet spot.

“Right there!” You finally said in a moan.

“Did I find your little spot, cutie?” TJ asks, damn well knowing that he found it before you said it.

You moaned in response. His cock continued it hit your sweet spot. One of his hands found its way to your clit and began rubbing it. Your pussy squeezed around his cock at the feeling of his fingers rubbing your clit. His cock hitting your sweet spot and his fingers rubbing your clit made your orgasm build up. You could tell he was close too cause his thrusts got sloppy, but he regained his rhythm. He wanted to make you cum first before he came. Your lower stomach tightened. Your moans turned into small whimpers like you were trying to tell TJ you were about to cum.

“You gonna cum, baby?” TJ asks, panting.

“Mhmm.” You hummed through a whimper.

“Cum for me, baby girl.” He whispers in your ear.

His fingers applied more pressure on your clit as he continued to rub it. That sent you over the edge. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came harder than ever before. TJ gave your clit one last rub before focusing on his own orgasm. A loud “fuck” left his lips as he came inside of you. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He pulled out of you and laid down next to you. The two of you stared up at the ceiling, breathing heavily.

“I’ve wanted that for so long.” You spoke up after a few minutes.

“Me too.” TJ says.

You turned towards him, your fingers trailing across the lines of his abs.

“Did you mean what you said?” You asked.

“Mean what?” He asks.

“That you want me to be your girl.” You repeated his words from earlier. “Cause I didn’t know I was your type and-” TJ interrupted your rambling with a kiss.

“I meant it.” He almost whispers. “The question is, will you accept it or not?” He asks.

You didn’t say anything. You kissed him in response. TJ smiled against your lips.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He kisses you once more. “Now that you’re my girl, we can go for a round two if you’re up for it.” He says, biting his bottom lip.

“You read my mind, pretty boy.” You say seductively with a grin.

A squeal left your lips when TJ pulled you on top of him. The rest of the night didn’t go to waste and you finally got the guy of your dreams.

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-Bucky’s Doll

[bxcketbarnes]

A Regrettable Mistake

Pairing: Bi!TJ Hammond x Reader

Words: 2000+

Author’s Note: So, I watched a tik tok from the hospital scene in Political Animals and I had originally planned to write something on it before- but this really pushed me. As always, let me know what you think! Much love xox

"TJ's in the hospital," Elaine's voice comes through the phone and a gasp leaves your lips. "You're more than welcome to come by. I know how much you mean to each other."

Tears come to your eyes quickly as you stare at the floor. "I'm not with him anymore," you whisper loud enough for her to hear, sniffling a bit.

"That may be, but he still cares about you a lot," she informs you and your cheeks flush at her words.

"I can come by in an hour or so," you mention before the two of you hang up. Shaky breaths leave your lips as a few tears slip down your cheeks.

You remember the first time TJ Hammond was in the hospital after he tried to kill himself a year and a half ago. You quickly gather a couple of things before rushing out of your apartment.

After a twenty-minute drive, you arrive at the hospital. You can feel your hands shaking as you step up to the receptionist. "Hi, I'm here to see TJ Hammond," you inform the woman and she raises an eyebrow before picking up the phone.

You chew on your bottom lip and look away from her. "Hi, Miss Elaine. I have someone here to see your son," the woman speaks and you bring your attention back to her. "I see, alright. I just wanted to check with you first. I'll send her up."

The receptionist hands up the phone and tells you the room number TJ's in. You thank her quietly before making your way towards the elevators. Your heart pounds wildly against your chest as you grow closer to seeing TJ for the first time in a year.

"Y/N, sweetie, I'm so glad you're here," Elaine meets you outside the room and brings you into her body.

Tears stream down your cheeks as you hug her tightly, looking into the room through the window to see the brunette laying on the hospital bed. "W-What happened?" You stutter and pull away from the woman.

Elaine gently rubs your back and lets out a sigh. "You heard he opened his new nightclub, yes?" She asks you and you nod your head in response, bringing your gaze back to her. "Well, Bud found him overdosed in the private section."

Your heart drops at her words, bringing your attention back to TJ. Your lip quivers as you find yourself walking into the room. You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear as you sit in the seat by his bed.

"I'm going to grab a few things for him. Will you just wait here until I get back?" His mother asks you and you nod your head in reply, providing her a small smile. "Thank you so much, Y/N."

You bring your attention back to TJ and gently reach out to hold his hand. "TJ," you whisper before letting out a sigh, squeezing his hand in yours. "God, you were doing so well."

Your breath hitches in your throat when he starts to squirm, seeing his eyes flutter open. TJ's fingers glide against yours for a few seconds before his head turns towards you.

"Y/N," he breathes out, a small smile coming to his lips. "I miss you."

A sob escapes your lips and you find yourself scooting closer to the bed, bringing his hand to your lips. "Oh, TJ, I miss you too," you tell him, pressing gentle kisses to the back of his hand.

The brunette looks around the room and grows confused as to where he is. "W-Where am I?" He sits up a bit and you bite your lip.

"You're in the hospital, TJ," you inform him.

Tears dance along his waterline as a shaky breath leaves his lips, resting his head on the pillow again. "Oh my god. I-I didn't mean for this to happen," he starts rambling, bringing his blue eyes back to you, "I-I wasn't trying to hurt myself."

You shake your head, keeping your tears at bay while bringing your free hand to his face. "It's okay. I believe you," you whisper and stroke his cheek gently. "Get some rest."

TJ's eyes begin to droop as he leans into your touch. "Don't leave," he whispers out before falling asleep and your heart flutters in your chest.

You get up from your seat and press a loving kiss to his forehead before sitting back down. "I'm not going anywhere… I promise."

The door to TJ's room opens and your eyes snap open. A groan leaves your lips when you feel the kink in your neck, bringing a hand to the back of it. "Y/N?" Dougie's voice calls out and you glance towards the door, seeing TJ's brother standing in the doorway.

"Hey, Dougie," you mumble while giving him a small wave. "It's been a while."

He steps into the room, closing the door behind him before making his way towards you. You stand up from your chair and Dougie wraps his arms around your shoulders, bringing you into a hug.

"What are you doing here?" He asks after pulling away, the two of you sitting down beside TJ's bed. "Not that I'm not happy to see you, of course."

A chuckle leaves your lips and you fiddle with your fingers. "Your mom called me," you tell him and his eyes widen. "I know, it's crazy. I didn't even think she still had my number."

"She must've liked you a lot," Dougie smirks and you laugh, pushing him slightly. "You and TJ were a beautiful couple. He was an idiot for letting you go."

"Yeah…" you sigh and look towards TJ, grabbing his hand again. "I hope maybe we can get back together. I miss him."

Dougie rubs your back gently and you quickly glance towards the man. "He misses you too. He doesn't express it, but I've noticed him looking at old pictures between the two of you," he confesses and you give him a sad smile.

"He told me he missed me," you whisper.

"He was awake?!" Dougie asks and you nod your head, tears pooling in your eyes.

"Only for about a minute though. He-" you clear your throat and glance back at TJ. "He said he didn't mean for this to happen."

-

TJ's eyes flutter open, seeing his family standing around his bed. "Y/N," he whispers out, gaining the attention of everyone in the room.

His blue eyes search the room for you, his heartbeat quickening when he doesn't find you. Did you leave? You promised… TJ thinks to himself when the door suddenly opens.

"I got everyone a little bit of everything," your voice echoes off the walls and TJ turns his head towards the sound of your voice.

Your eyes widen when his gaze meets yours, seeing the tears come to your eyes. Dougie moves across the room to take the things from your hands before you stumble towards his bed.

"H-Hey," you stutter, a smile coming to your lips. TJ smiles softly as you take his hand into yours, lacing your fingers together. "How are you feeling?"

"Better now that you're here," he mumbles while gliding his thumb across the back of your hand. "I thought you left."

You shake your head and crouch beside him, pressing a kiss to his hand. "I promised you I'd stay, TJ," you tell him.

You look around the room, noticing everyone's eyes on the two of you. Your cheeks flush and you clear your throat, standing back up. "It's nice to see you here, Y/N," TJ's grandmother smiles, taking a couple of steps towards you.

"I've missed you, gram," you chuckle and embrace her body, hugging her.

"More than TJ?" She winks and you let out a laugh, hearing the brunette scoff at his grandmother's words.

"Gram, there's no way she missed you more than me," he teases and gives you a wink, causing your cheeks to turn pink.

You giggle, feeling a bit overwhelmed with all the attention on you. "I… I need to step out for just a moment," you whisper as your eyes glance at everyone in the room.

Deep breaths come from your lips after you step outside of the room, shutting the door behind you. TJ glances towards the door, a frown coming to his lips before bringing his attention back to his family.

"Can you guys stop staring at her?" He mumbles while adjusting his position. "You know she doesn't like all the attention on her."

Elaine sits down in the chair beside him, resting her hand on his forearm. "We're sorry, sweetie. We just… haven't seen you look so happy since you broke things off with her," she mentions, and TJ sighs, leaning his head against the pillow.

"Definitely a mistake on my part," he confesses while glancing back towards the door.

-

"Y/N?" Bud's voice calls out to you and you whip your head around, seeing the ex-president standing in front of TJ's door.

You push yourself out of your seat before walking over towards the older man. "Yeah, what's up?" You mumble while fiddling with your fingers.

Bud points towards the door and you glance over his shoulder to see TJ sitting on the edge of the hospital bed. "He wants to see you," he smiles before walking past you.

"O-Okay," you mumble to yourself and take a deep breath. You wrap your hand around the doorknob before entering the room. TJ lifts his head, his blue eyes lighting up at the sight of you.

"Y/N, hey," he mumbles and stands up from the bed. You giggle nervously and provide a small wave. The brunette's eyes glance over your shoulder and TJ moves forward to lower the blinds on the door of his room. "Sorry, they were watching."

You glance over your shoulder to see the now-closed blinds, your face inches away from TJ's. "I really missed you, TJ," you remind him as your eyes flit up to him.

TJ's hand moves to your arm, his fingers grazing against your soft skin. "I've missed you too. You have no idea," he sighs and you press your lips together. "I'm sorry for hurting you."

Your gaze moves to the floor while tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "Was he worth it?" You ask him, not meeting his eyes.

"God, no," TJ sighs before lifting your chin, making you look at him. "I-He made it seem like he wanted me back, but that wasn't the case."

You swallow the lump in your throat and nod your head in response. "I could've told you that, TJ," you mumble while fumbling with your fingers again.

TJ's fingers move to your cheek, his blue eyes roaming your face. "Can you forgive me?" He whispers, causing your heart to pound in your chest. "Please. I made a mistake."

Your eyes flutter shut when his forehead rests against yours. Your hands reach out towards him, grabbing the black blazer he's wearing. "Promise me you won't overdose again?" You counter and TJ nods his head without hesitation.

"I'll throw everything away. I'll go back to rehab. I'll do anything," he mentions and you chuckle lightly.

"I know you will."

A knock on the door snaps the two of you from your gaze and TJ glances over your shoulder to look at it. "TJ? We gotta go, buddy," Dougie's voice comes through the door.

"Be out in a minute, " TJ mumbles before his gaze moves back down to you.

You smile softly at him and your heart beats wildly in your chest. The brunette swiftly dips forward and connects your lips with his. A gasp escapes your lips while your grip on him tightens, pulling his body closer to yours.

TJ pushes you back a bit and your back gently slams slamming against the wooden door. Your arms wrap around his neck as his tongue pushes past your lips, deepening the kiss.

Your fingers card through his hair and you tug on it slightly, causing TJ to groan into the kiss. He pulls away from you when another knock echoes off of the walls. "Fuck," he whispers while moving his hands to your hips.

"C'mon, lover boy. We can continue this later."

-

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[georgiapeach30513]

Kinktober 2021, Day 27: Sex Train

Summary:  Fun with TJ and Jack

Pairings:  TJ Hammond X Reader X Jack Benjamin

Rating:  Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, PIV sex, anal, threesome, spit, oral sex (female receiving), facial, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  714

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Walking through the club you spot your boyfriend, huddled up with another, lollipop in mouth, you saddle up to him, straddling his lap, just so this newcomer knows who he belongs to.  Removing the sucker from your mouth, you give TJ a sloppy kiss, feeling the candy being tugged out of your hand you lean back to look at this mystery man who is now the one sucking on your favorite treat.  “She has an oral fixation,” TJ tells him.  “If she doesn’t have that in her mouth, she needs something else,” he gives him a quick wink, and the man stuffs the sucker in his own mouth.

“So sweet.  You gonna leave me out here alone, sugar?” leaning over you give him a filthy kiss as well, tasting the candy mixed with the expensive bourbon.  TJ’s hands grip tight to your hips, and he rocks your body over his, moaning at your tongue entering his new friend.  Leaning away from him, you flick your head towards TJ’s.  “What?”

“I  gotta see if you’re coming home with us tonight.  You want that?  You want to fuck us both?  We’re a two for one bundle.”

He leans over, pressing his lips against TJ’s, and you don’t need TJ’s hands anymore, you’re fully grinding over his bulge.  Bringing your face close to theirs you give them both a kiss on their cheeks, “We should go, handsome.  Bring the soldier with us.”

“Jack.”

“I don’t care.  You’re still going to be our little pet tonight.”

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The three of you press half naked bodies against the other.  A fight over where you want your lips and hands to be.  Never even knowing who’s skin you’re touching, just feeling the other.  Jack’s hands wind around your hair before pulling your head against his shoulder, his mouth attaches to your neck, and his hand pushes TJ down to his knees.  

TJ lifts one of your legs over his shoulder, and he pushes aside your panties, to dig into your wet heat.  Slowly working you over while Jack’s hardened length presses into your back.  “Who gets this sweet cunt?” he moans on your neck.  “And who gets the pleasure of being in the middle?” he gives a soft moan, pressing further into you.  “I wanna be fucked by both.  On your knees.”

You almost immediately drop to your knees, TJ backs off with a smile, and let’s your third hunch over you.  Watching him fuck into you for a moment.  His speed fast and harsh, and you’re nearly cumming on the spot.  “You better fuck me pretty boy,” Jack’s fingers push into your mouth when he moans a, “Suck on these you dirty little whore.”

TJ positions himself behind Jack, spitting on his cock, and Jack’s muscled hole, before he enters him.  Everyone stills, heaving panting breaths all around.  Your caught off guard when Jack ruts into you, his movements fucking himself on TJ as well.  “Fuck!” TJ screams, watching the man pleasure the two of you simultaneously.  Jack’s pace increasing when he connects his fingers to your neglected nub.  Waiting until you cum, before he’s pulling out, and twisting your body to lay down flat.

“Fuck your girl, while I fuck that pretty little ass,” Jack’s voice growls.

TJ leans over your body, fucking into you sweetly, while Jack enters his waiting hole.  A moan you had never heard before rumbling out of TJ’s mouth when Jack is balls deep.  TJ’s pace is a lot gentler as he fucks himself in you and on Jack.  “Don’t you cum in her.  We’re going to cum on her face,” an urgent whimper escapes your throat, “See, she likes that.”

TJ creates tight circles on your bundle of nerves, needing you to cum before he blows his load in you.  With the way that Jack smirks down on you, with TJ’s loving gaze, you come undone.  The two of them pulling out begin fisting their cocks.  On your knees you wait, tongue lolled out for their warm spend.  They both spurt on you, coating your face with their cream, and you catch some on your tongue, swallowing their musky taste, before your finger gathers what it can, to taste.  “My two perfect little sluts,” Jack hums.  “I’ll see you again next time.”

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[midnightswithdearkatytspb]

VelvetCardiganBucky’s Recomendations 2021: Week 3 | January 10-16

Welcome to week 3 of my recommendation, if you would like to be featured on a future list, I follow the hashtag #ktkvcbreadinglist, message me, tag me in your future works, or reblog this post and link to your story, one-shot, Masterlist, writing challenge, etc.

Be aware some if not most stories and writers on this list are meant to be consumed by an audience of those 18+. My blog is also an 18+ blog.

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Week 4»

My Masterlist

Andy Barber

One-Shot’s

Imagine by @worksby-d • Andy Barber x Reader – Reader takes their chances teasing and tempting Andy, but he can only take so much. | Really good smut.

Good little girl by @donutloverxo • Mob!Andy Barber x Reader — Married life isn’t always easy. Will you be able to solve your problems? (Part 1) | Let me just say the first part sort of darkish but not really? Also I can’t help but read Mob!Andy anything.

Ransom Drysdale

One-Shots

Introducing Chaos by @the-iceni-bitch • Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader — Ransom brings you to your first Thrombey family dinner, and you make a splash | I laughed so much while reading this and the smut was so good. It’s a really good read.

Drabbles

Playing Games by @just-one-ordinary-fangirl • Ransom Drysdale x Reader — Ransom, the man you loved, did the unforgivable. You confront him about it. | This left me wanting more so badly.

Chris Evans

One-Shot’s

Tonight’s Show by @theblvckvenus • Chris Evans x Fem!Reader — You come home to surprise Chris and his interviewer. But the excitement gets him the better of him and as soon as its over you’re in big trouble. | Came for the show definitely stayed for the smut ;)

Drabbles

Stranger on the Train by @carpediemm-18 • Chris Evans x Female!Reader — Chris comes to the aide of the reader on a late night subway ride. | Sweet and Short

Steve Rogers

Amorosa by @honeysucklesteve • Sugar Daddy!Steve x SugarBaby!Reader — you were drowning, barely surviving in new york city working at an upscale restaurant; the only thing keeping you barely afloat. when steve rogers, vp of stark industries, overhears your troubles, he proposes an agreement that’ll benefit the both of you. should you take it and suffer the consequences is up to you. | I have a huge weakness for Sugar Daddy fics, don’t ask me why but I do. This does not disappoint and it’s got some really good smut in it. Thank you Eleanor!

Bucky Barnes

The Winter Ghost by @msmarvelwrites • Bucky Barnes x Reader — A Devastating car crash causes you to lose your memory and start over. The only thing left in the wreckage was the horrific nightmares which plagued your mind. If you knew what today would entail you would have just stayed in bed. But you didn’t and because of that, everything you knew was about to change. | Get yourself some tissues because you will cry. Brontë wrote the smut moments perfectly that it flowed with the the rest of the chapters so perfectly. Nothing felt rushed, the story was just so perfect.

Picking Up the Pieces [1/3] by @gogolucky13 • Bucky Barnes x Reader — Bucky chooses to stay in his tumultuous relationship knowing you’ll be there to pick up the pieces, until finally you’re not. [Modern AU] | For anyone who has ever felt like they were the second best, this is for you. I teared up while reading. Looking forward to see where this goes.

A Favor [1/?] by @buckysbabygorl • Bucky Barnes x Reader — After breaking up with her boyfriend; Y/N drunkenly admits to the team that she’s never had sex. Not only is she single, but she’s looking. | If you are looking for a laugh, this is the place to go, I’m excited to see where this goes.

One-Shot’s

Teacher’s Pet by @nastybuckybarnes [Dark Fic] • AlphaProfessor!Bucky x Omega!Reader x AlphaProfessor!Steve — The perfect omega doesn’t exist, right? Well, Steve and Bucky think they might’ve just found her in the form of one of their students. And they’re not gonna stop until they have her begging beneath them. | Okay this is such a good A/B/O one-shot. Like it’s got the little bit stuff you need instead of just jumping straight into the good stuff. Which isn’t bad, but sometimes a little bit of a burn, is so good. I highly recommend.

The Thought That Counts by @imerdwarf • Bucky Barnes x Reader — Reader offers to brush Bucky’s hair | All the fluffy fluffy-ness you could want or need.

On His Shoulder by @whateveriwant • Bucky Barnes x Reader — Five separate occasions in which Bucky tells you to put something on his shoulder. | A one-shot that made me wish I was somebodies Jack to somebodies ass. In all honesty Sam does a magnificent job giving reader a nickname and making this one-shot so unbelievably good. You got some laughs, some fluffs, and some smut.

Till The End Of The Line by @chanelsebbie • Bucky Barnes x Reader — You and Bucky go on a mission together to hopefully put a dent in H.Y.D.R.A., but things don’t go as planned. | Shaye how dare you, I cried, this is just so beautifully written and I just want more. Like I was waiting to see more and have him come back. I couldn’t make a link for this one-shot don’t know why, so here you all go.

Drabbles

Boob Move by @nano--raptor • Bucky Barnes x Reader — Y/N falls asleep with her boob hanging out on Bucky’s couch | I’ve never read something so funny yet hot all at once.

Drops of Jupiter by @imerdwarf • Bucky Barnes x Reader – Bucky has a nightmare and you find him on the rooftop looking up at the stars. | All The Fluff!

Lee Bodecker

One Shots

505 by @captain-barnes-writes • Dark!Lee Bodecker x Reader — On her summer break from college, Y/N embarks on an affair with Lee Bodecker. But she realizes that not all that drips from his lips is honey. | If you are looking for some dark Lee Bodecker, but I mean it’s Lee.. with some of angst thrown in and some smut, this one-shot is for you!

Misc.

Drabbles

I See You by @sevans-is-my-weakness • Colin Shea x TJ Hammond x F!Reader — TJ Hammond is your roommate and Colin Shea is your guys neighbor. | Short read that I enjoyed but I suggest also reading through this masterlist, there’s so much I want to share!

Writers

@bbonkyy - is one of my all time favorite writers but I could be bias as we are friends. I know they haven’t published in a really long time but they still deserve some recognition. They do take request, trust me they write some amazing smut! *chefs kiss*

@nsfwsebbie - Please please please do yourself a favor and check out Sabrina’s concepts masterlist, dark fics, and masterlist, I’m slowly making my way through them. Sabrina has got some writing talent in them and I love reading what they put out!

@mypoisonedvine - Looking for an eclectic collection of characters and different choices to choose from? j.d. has you covered with their stories. I love their writing, the dark, the fluffy and smut.

Writing Challenges:

Mostly a Milestone Writing Challenge hosted by @mostly-marvel-musings | What you need to know: You can write for celebrities but they have to be from the MCU or you can write for MCU characters. You do not have to reserve a spot in this challenge. OFC’s, any pairing, AU is welcome. The due date as of right now is the end of 2021 and the theme is... Romance Movies

Shout Out To My...

@redhead-wine-and-literature-club — Mods Scarlett and Ruby say they read and write fanfiction usually with a glass a wine to go with it. They are pairing characters (Steve and Bucky) Sebastian and Chris have played with wines. In February they’ll have daily prompt challenges. You can check out the club's welcome post here!

[fandomfluffandfuck]

"Randoms" Masterlist:

Started: 11/16/20

Updated: 11/11/24

Bold links are smut

Italicized links are fluff

Strikethrough links are angst

*some have multiple, like hurt/comfort are italicized and striked out for example.

*ordered from oldest (at the top) to the newest (at the bottom)

*this list includes ONLY Tumblr works, go to my AO3 for full fics

Omegaverse Service Top Alphas

Omegaverse Ass Grabs

Chris Evans Trying Pottery

Steve & Bucky & Pottery

Some Art I Made! 

Chris Is A Mouthy, Grabby Fuck

More Art!

Chris Evans Reader Insert 

Sebastian Stan Reader Insert

Freshly Post Serum Steve ft. A Tiny Kitten

Desperate Daddys, Doms, & Tops

Assorted Evanstackie (Chris/Seb/Mackie)

Ari Levinson × Reader ft. Touch Starved-ness & Daddy Kink

Steve Rogers In Panties & His Shield Harness Art

Seb As Tommy Art

Reverse Rolls In Omegaverse

Evanstackie Origin & Then Working Seb Over Good

Evans & Mackie Making Sure Seb Is Taken Good Care Of

Evanstackie - Chris & Mackie Calling Seb "Princess"

Just Some Of My Art But ✨Watercolor✨

Evanstackie Fic Recs

What Would A BDSM Scene Look Like Between Evans, Stan, and Mackie?

What About Dom's Under A Desk... Not Their Sub?

Quick Andy Barber × Reader

Assorted Drafts That Never Got Flushed Out (Evanstan & Stucky)

Insinuated Sebastian Stan Gangbang On P&T Set

Sub!Chris Evans & Dom!Anthony Mackie

Sebastian Stan x Reader ft. Heels Kink

Artist Steve Rogers Favorite Art Tool

Dom Exhibitionism

Slutty Chris Evans In A Crop Top Art

Chris Evans × Gender Neutral Reader: Fun In The Sun

Pegging Chris Evans (Chris × Fem!Reader & Gender-Neutral!Reader)

Thoughts On Sub!Steve & Sub!Bucky w/ Dom!Nat

Andy, Ari, & Ransom × Reader: What They're Each Like In The Bedroom

Top & Sub Sebastian Stan × Bottom & Dom Reader

Younger-College-Age!Dom & Older-Sub w/ Hurt/Comfort

Chris Evans Lightyear Premier Sketch

Sub!Ransom x Dom-Mommy!Reader

Daddy!Sebastian At The 2023 Golden Globes

Anon Provided Avengers-Group-Sub!Steve

MORE Avengers-Group-Sub But... Bucky

Pottery-Student!Chris × Pottery-Teacher!Reader

Thinking About Seb Sucking Dick In A Back Alley

Subby Ghosted Chris (or Cole) Thoughts

Quick Lloyd Hansen Mustache Thots

Seb Getting Used By Multiple People 👀

A Little Steve Rogers Selfcest

A Little Bucky Barnes Selfcest

Seb Being Suspended For Chris' & Anthony's Use

TJ Hammond & Andy Barber Meeting At A Bar

Pre-Serum Steve & Fresh 21st Century Steve Selfcest

Skinny Steve Doodle

Whiteglovemanor Provided Sub!Ransom

Steve Rogers Playlist

Nomad Steve Being Sweet & A Lil Mean To Freshly Thawed Steve

Playboy Bunny Boyfriends Doodle

Steve And Feelings Of Cleanliness

Steve w/ Sensitive Teeth

Evanstackie--Sebastian Waiting At Home w/ An Inflatable Plug

Steve & Natasha Bonding While On The Run

Steve Getting Carded

Chris Evans In Art Markers

Andy Barber & Chase Collins Mini AU

God The Bounty Hunter × Cole Turner

Sam Encouraging Steve To Make More Art

Drawing Of Chris Evans' Side Profile

Professor Evans, Model Sebastian, & Student (Fem)Reader

Writing Reference For What Being Aroused & Having A Dick Feels Like

Steve And Sleep

Andy Barber & Steve Rogers Making Out

Brat & Brat w/ Carter & Ransom

Chris Evans Is An Ass Man--Chris × Female Reader

Post-Gym Sebastian × Female-Dom!Reader

Steve's Homesickness & Restlessness

Steve Rogers: In Queerness, Time, & Loneliness

Bucky Barnes Selfcest ft. Metal Arm Kink

Art Of Chris' & One Seb

Quick Steve At College Thought

Touch-Starved WS!Bucky × Male!Reader

Jack O'Malley × Bucky Barnes (Chris Character × Sebastian Stan Character)

Sub Max Burnett × Brat Ransom Drysdale × Mommy!Reader

Steve's Ice Water PTSD

Rebel Rebel Steve

Evanstan × Reader: Post-Morning Run, Making Breakfast & Innuendos

Steve Selfcest, Hand Difference

Evanstan x Trans Man Reader

Bucky's Hair Post-HYDRA

Chris Evans Body Hair

[chibiuseless]

there are upwards of ten (10) hetero-appearing sebastian stan characters to write about. and two (2) gay ones. if i see another bi!tj or bi!jack x reader fic i’m gonna fucking scream. PICK LITERALLY ANY OF HIS OTHER CHARACTERS TO DO X FEM!READER WITH. leave tj and jack for masc!readers. seriously.

[jobean12-blog]

Belle. This got me in all the good spots. My heart aches for them both but I’m also happy they have each other. This was so soft and beautiful but so very real. I loved it so❤️

Eventually

TJ Hammond x reader

18+  smut/comfort

It’s late… or maybe it’s early. What you do know is it dark, pitch black in the near silent room. The warmth of his body engulfs you, his chest pressed against your back, legs tucked in against yours and strong arms holding you firmly. You sigh softly as you drift awake, eyes blinking open to meet darkness. His lips brush gently at your neck, soft kisses coaxing you awake. You can feel his interest pressing into your ass and can’t help wriggling back instinctively.

TJ smiles into the crook of your shoulder, a whispered question looking for consent you’re only too happy to give. He’s safe. A best friend. You trust him with everything. You’d both been picking each other up for years now, leaning on each other for strength time and again. But this is the first time you’ve ended up in bed together.

His hand trails down your thigh as he coaxes you to lift it, bringing it to rest over his. Deft fingers seek out your folds, cleverly playing you with an easy effort. Heat rises from your skin and muttered encouragement falls from your lips, mouth pressing into his bicep as you kiss the only skin you can reach. It feels like your body had always known him, there’s a comfort and deep sort of satisfaction rising in you that makes you forget for these moments why your called him in the first place.

Bodies shift, he’s good at this, you think briefly before the hard blunt tip of his cock presses into your core. You moan loudly at the sensation, body arching just a tiny bit, the soft grunt and curse he makes as you squeeze around him draws a tiny giggle from you, he smacks your ass softly, an admonishment to behave. You relax back against him, pulling his hand up to cup your breast as he begins to thrust, he doesn’t disappoint; the noise of happy contentment he makes as he plays with you sends a thrill straight to your clit.

It doesn’t take long before the deepening thrusts and they way he nips and tugs at your breast sends you reeling, the wave of pure blinding pleasure rolling over you and through you. He follows behind you quickly, emptying himself into your heat.

There’s a certain dangerous thrill in it, the feel of him bare, the warmth of his release, you feel vaguely annoyed at how much you enjoy the risk of tempting fate.

You turn, curling into his side when he falls back. TJ is quick to gather you close, pressing a kiss into your hair as your head comes to rest against his chest.

“Good?”

You lift your head a little, wishing you could see in the dark, wanting to know the expression on his face.

“You’re amazing TJ.” Voice softly drifting into the air.

“No… I mean are you good?”

You take a breath, realising he’s asking if all of this was okay, considering your mental state when he arrived yesterday. The question wasn’t an easy one to answer. You’d been a mess. Breakups do that though. You’d been a mess for months, seeing her at the Gala the week before and the way her eyes had looked through you had thrown you for a loop.

“How do you do it?” You finally asked him.

His arm tightens around you, pulling you closer as the quiet wraps around you both. You can feel his own struggle to find the answer to your question in the way his fingers trail in fits and starts over your skin in a repetitive soothing dance.

“Eventually… you just move on.”

His hand cups your cheek and draws your lips against his. The kiss is so incredibly gentle, perhaps even the kind of kiss that’s asking a question. It’s one you can’t answer right now, one you’re not sure you ever can. But for now, you kiss him back, grateful for the love and comfort he gives you so sweetly. Breaking off the kiss, foreheads touching, you thread your fingers with his, holding tight to the only thing holding you together.

“I’m good TJ, promise… just…”

“Just what?.”

“Don’t leave me?.”

“I’m not going anywhere, not unless you tell me to.”

His tone is sincere, reassuring. It’s like a warm hug around your soul. You know he means it. And just maybe, you really are good right now and eventually… you’ll move on.

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[falcqns]

MHM. and like "aroace people can still date"yelena said in the comics she had no interest in dating. they only let the comics come into play when it's helpful for them, like "blank beats blank" "in the comics they do!!" but when it's about yelena or any characters sexuality at that "it's not confirmed in the mcu!!" like stfu and stop trying to justify it

literally!!!! like ship them as friends!! they can be best friends, or platonic soulmates, but Yelena is aroace, and has ZERO interest in dating!!! just don't do it!! and writing fan fiction about her in a romantic sense and saying you're aware of her being aroace and justifying "that its a work of fiction" is JUST as bad as writing TJ Hammond x female reader where he's straight!! like write for Florence, or even Amy March, because she doesn't get near as enough love. just don't do it for Yelena lmao. write her as a best friend. its not that hard.

[6rookie-writer0110]

Master-list 13

Fandom & Rules 

I never had Lemon meringue pie before -  Ben Florian x Male Reader

The sky wasn’t gold, it was rose - Daenerys Targaryen G!P x Female Reader (SMUT)

Newcastle -  Merman!Bucky Barnes x Male Reader

Ross Lynch x male reader headcanons for what he’s like during sex?

I did mean John Travolta -  Mayor Pauline x Reader

I don’t know. Might further the plot.? -  Male Reader x Avengers Cast

Give me all of you -  Roman Reigns x Male Reader (SMUT)

I don’t want to see dark colors anymore -  TJ Hammond x Male Reader (SMUT)

There are no dimensions in the sun -  Reader x Barry Allen

Sitting with you in Moscow -  Jimmy Darling x Male Reader (SMUT)