#tj hammond x reader smut

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

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.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

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

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

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

[georgiapeach30513]

Every Other Weekend, In the Beginning

Summary:  You and Jack instantly connect

Pairings:  Jack O’Malley X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, pull out, squirting, unexpected pregnancy, mentions of an abortion, sweet!Jack, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  3.8K

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A/N:  so I got an ask about Jack and reader in the beginning, and this was originally going to be a drabble...but it didn’t turn out to be.  These two are something else, but at least it gives you an insight as to what they’re fighting for, and their sweetest stage of the beginning of the relationship.

*dividers created by @firefly-graphics​

You take a sip of your beer as your eyes roam the bar, dumped again by a jerk who wasn’t worth your time, but now here you sit on a Friday night with your best friend TJ scoping out the bar, “Why are we here?” You whine looking up at him.

“You said you wanted to get laid.”

“Did not,” before you can even pout, TJ covers your face with his hand. Already spotting a man he had been eyeing again.

“Being seen with you is not helping my game.”

“Fine, then leave me,” he turns, looking at you, narrowing his eyes, and starts shaking his head. “We came here for me to find someone as desperate as me to have sex, and go on about our lives, but now you’re eye fucking some hot man at the bar.”

“Guilt tripping?”

“Yep,” you answer, popping the p. “Find me a man.”

“That one,” he points out quickly, and you turn to glare at him. He wasn’t your type at all. “Are you looking to get fucked or looking to get married?”

“Why not both?”

“No!” He playfully bonks you on the head. “You don’t marry the first guy you see at a bar.”

“I’m not interested in the first guy. Find me another,” you look back at the bar to see the man you actually were sizing up. He was just your type. A bit rugged, drank beer, boots, leather, and one that kept looking back at you. Confused as to why you were checking him out when you clearly had a man with you.

“Fine, then why don’t you go talk to Mr. Mysterious and his giant friend.”

“I am not interested in the giant friend.”

“No, you’re interested in a man that looks like he has ten layers on,” you give him a whack to his arm, but look the man up and down again. You couldn’t see, but it looked like he had a cute ass. He gives a stretch, and another look over at you before his friend and him go over to the pool tables. “Don’t look at his ass.”

“A good ass is the way to my heart,” you respond, lifting up off your chair, and yes, a perfectly rounded tush. “I want that.”

“Go get that. One night,” getting in front of you, TJ puts both hands on your shoulder, “I know you. One night.”

“Or…”

“No! Down girl. One night.”

“I was going to say, all night, next morning, and all weekend,” he rolls his eyes and shakes his head, “TJ, you’re killing my game.”

“This…this is your problem. One night turns into you doing sweet things for them. Leaving your little crumbs that you were with them. I swear you wipe your pussy juice on their shit, because they can’t get enough of you. That or you're a freaky thing in bed, and quite frankly I don’t want to know which is correct. But then they chase you around, and you love it, but when you give them nothing in return, they retreat, and you chase, but it’s not fun for you, and your texting and calls happen less frequently until they break up with you.”

“Are you writing a book on my dating?” Slapping his hand on his face, he pulls it down. “That is not…no, I don’t do that. I don’t wipe my pussy juice on anything.”

“They become obsessed with you, until they don’t. Explain.”

“I would say that you could sleep with me, and find out, but I’m not your type,” you start walking away and over to the man with his giant friend.

“I tried! The thought of touching that made me vomit.”

“Shh,” you whisper as you get closer. Grabbing up a pool cue, and playing the dumb girl. TJ groans, because he’s seen this a few times as well. He sits down at the bar, ordering another drink for him, and a beer for you.

Just like clockwork, you pick out a cue, but somehow a few fall to the ground, “I’m sorry,” your whiney voice. He wasn’t going to fall for it. Even Daphne the bartender snickers watching the show. She’s seen it, too. “Oh,” you stop standing up as the man you had been ogling for an hour comes to your rescue. “Thank you. I’m such a clutz,” standing up you get to finally see his eyes, and he was exactly your type.

Bright, and almost innocent looking. “It’s okay. You play?”

“Yes,” TJ and Daphne answer together, but of course you shake your head no.

“I don’t even know how to stack the balls,” another play. Say things that could possibly turn into a crude twelve year old boy joke, make them sweat, while they try to be as polite as possible.

“Why hasn’t your boyfriend taught you?”

“Boyfriend?” You give him a smile, and look over at TJ, “That is my best friend. He’s gay. While he might be someone who I would go after, he’s been looking at that man right there,” thankfully you always knew when to help TJ out. Giving him the go ahead to leave you be.

“You wanna play with us?” Jack grabs a stick, and places it in your hand, “Seems you’re losing your best friend.”

“Will you teach me?” Daphne doesn’t even pop the top of your beer. You were in your zone. Jack timidly grabs your hand, and leads you to the table him and his friend were playing at. Introducing him as Callum, and nervously realizing he never got your name.

It’s easy to pretend you didn’t know what you were doing when Jack actually did know how to play. Jack wasn’t a dummy, though. He had caught you a few times slightly shaking your head at the plays that Cal had made. Well, if you wanted him close to you, he was going to make sure that you got what you wanted.

Leaning over your body completely, and holding your hand, every time it was your turn. His mouth was right at your neck as he whispers directions on what to do. His front was pressed completely to your back, and you could feel what he was hiding under those loose clothes. His arms were huge, and you had a desire to have them wrapped around your neck, or even ripping your legs apart.

Jack chuckles behind your ear, as his lips brush against your heated and tingly skin. You arch your back, and push your ass more into him, and he softly moans in your ear, “What’s wrong, Jack?”

“Nothing. Just,” his voice was silky, and the way he was speaking made a flood of slick rush to your core.

“How much have you had to drink?”

“Just a beer, why?”

You peek back at him after you hit the cue ball yourself. His eyes were just as black as your own. You were adults, and there was no need to deny your urges. “You could drive us to your place?”

“Yep,” he says quickly, standing up and looking at Callum, “I’m calling it a night,” he raises his eyebrows, while Cal looks between the two of you. His shoulders falling.

“We’re not finished yet.”

“Yeah, well, I’m tired. I’ll call you sometime tomorrow,” Cal watches as Jack pulls you towards the door, but TJ bolts to the exit, and stands there. “What?”

“I need an address. Real one. What is it that you do? I know karate, and know how to use a gun.”

Jack gives him his address, and pulls out his wallet. His ID shares the same address as he told TJ, and even shows his police badge, “There’s the badge number. You’re killing the mood.”

“As long as you’re not killing her, I really don’t care,” you can’t help but giggle at your overprotective bestie. Following Jack out to his car.

“How far away?”

“Ten minutes,” you give him a pout, but Jack reaches over, and lays your seat down a bit.

“What are you doing?” You squeak out.

“Since I’m so far away, how about you let me play with your pussy.”

“Oh!”

“I’m sorry…is this where this was going? If I misread all this, I am,” you unbutton your jeans, and slide your hand down your front, pulling it out to show Jack just how soaked you were, “How does it taste?”

Slipping your fingers in your mouth, you moan at your taste, “Good enough for me,” his hands dip under your pants, and for a man that had only just met you, he seemed to know what you liked. Teasing at your clit. Giving enough stimulation, but never too much. He didn’t want you to cum on his fingers, he selfishly only wanted his dick to feel you clench around him.

Both of you knew this was just a one night deal. You were aware that this wasn’t serious, but you enjoyed it. Your body rocks with his ministrations as he pulls into his garage. You looked almost too pretty like this to even want to get out of the car, until he finally pushes two fingers into your neglected hole. Pumping them in and out of you, and you were sensitive. Whimpering out his name, and your walls start to flutter. God, he hoped this wasn’t a quick encounter.

Grabbing at his hand, you pull him out of your pants, and bring his fingers to your mouth. Sucking off your arousal, before smiling at him, “I think you have something better than your fingers, huh?” Looking down at his jeans, he readjusts himself again, but he couldn’t hide how hard he was. “Show me the bedroom.”

Jack struggles to find the door handle, and helps you out. Your mouth slams onto his, while he walks backwards into his house. Pushing aside any item that was out of place with his foot, before the two of you were dropping onto the bed. Becoming a mess of sloppy kisses, wandering hands, and flying clothes until he was crawling over you.

Settling himself in between your thighs, and pushing them further apart with his legs. His tip runs up and down your slit as he gathers your slippery juices on his cock. One night stands were rarely this personable. He was staring only at you as he slowly enters into your wet heat. His cock stretched you out beautifully. He was thick, his mushroom tip guiding him deeper, and you could feel every ridge and vein on his cock as they sunk into your pussy.

It was like he was made for you, because he hit every spot inside of you. Picking up your hands he holds them over your head as he bottoms out. You let out a desperate moan, wrapping your legs around his waist, you pull him even closer, “Can’t get enough of me, huh?”

“I want to feel your entire weight on me,” he lets go of your hands, and holds himself up with his forearms. Slowly pulling himself out completely, before he drills back into you. Making you yip as his tip grazes your cervix. Leaning down he gives you a filthy kiss while his thrusts become harder. His speed picks up, but still he wants to take time with you. Watching every change your face makes as you slip into pure unadulterated pleasure.

Fingers grip tight to his back as your jaw goes slack, letting him feel every heated breath coming out of you. You scream out his name as your walls clench down tight around him. His hips push him deeper into your weeping cunt, until the dam breaks, and you gush on him. Throwing your head back as a deep guttural moan releases from the both of you. You don’t want him to pull out, but you know you should.

He pulls out and barely makes it with his spunk coating your mound, and he lays his forehead on yours, panting. “You want me to call a cab?”

“Shh,” he whispers. “Shh, just…shh,” Jack doesn’t want you going anywhere. He wants to keep you here all night. “When I get horny again, can…”

“Please?” He chuckles at your answer, and leans back to look at you. His calloused fingers pet over your face.

“Where did you come from?”

“The bar.”

“Well, how about you stay here tonight,” he pulls himself off of you, and his naked ass walks into the bathroom, and you still think he has the cutest tush. Coming back with a cloth where he cleans himself off you. “And when one of us gets horny, just, have at it?”

“Just for tonight?”

“You want to make this a regular thing, Sharkie?” You curl your nose up looking at him. “What? You want me to believe you didn’t actually know how to play pool? Even the bartender was laughing at you. You gonna play me and leave, Pool Sharkie?”

“Never.”

Callum follows Jack out to his car, and gets in, and immediately starts laughing, “What?” He asks as Callum lifts up a pair of your panties, “Yeah, about that…I have no explanation.”

“You see her every night?”

“When you get to spend most of the night fucking, yeah. Yeah, she can come over whenever she wants to.”

“And you go see her?” He asks, holding your lacy underwear up with two fingers before Jack swipes them from him, tucking them safely in his pocket.

“TJ prefers her to be here at my place. He says we're loud,” Callum slaps at his partner's shoulder laughing. “What?”

“You’re falling for the girl.”

“I’m falling for her pussy.”

“You’ve been drunk fucking her.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jack scowls looking at Callum, who shrugs his shoulders. “No, spill it.”

“I’m sure Mrs. O’Malley would love to hear that her alter boy was fucking a townie every night. Unprotected?”

“Man, shut up. I pull out.”

You pace around the bathroom, while TJ just stares at the test. Waiting for anything to change, “Have you ever heard of condoms?”

“Yes, Teej. Things just…happened. He pulls out.”

“Yeah, well, your lack of a period is proving that’s a bad idea. Like…when was your last one?” You give him a shrug the last couple of months were a blur. “Seriously?”

“I’ve had at least one. Never had someone who wanted to have sex during my period either. If you could do it, I would highly suggest it.”

“Does he even take you out?” You give him a little swat on his arm. TJ knew that Jack took you out, you just didn’t stay out long. “Honey,” he looks down at the test and then back at you. “You and Jack need to have a talk.”

“Shut up. Shut up,” picking up the test, you throw it into the trash, and reach for another one. “I’m going to test again. That one was a lie.”

“And if that one is positive?”

“Then I’ll test until it’s negative.”

“That’ll be a few months, honey,” you scream, as you sit down on the toilet, letting your head rest in your hands. “It’s not that big of a deal. If you don’t want to say anything to Jack, we’ll go to a clinic. He never has to know.”

“I would know,” you look back up at him, and TJ squats down, “You know, all these failed relationships…I never…never mind.”

“Tell me. Because, I already know. You were reckless with sleeping with men. You get tested regularly to make sure you’re safe, but after a few months of sleeping with people you never cared if they came in you. You wouldn’t care if they left you if you were pregnant, because you wanted to be a mom. Those tests under your sink aren't because you’re scared, they’re in hopes of an actual positive test, and now that one is, you’re wondering if Jack is going to leave you or stay.”

“I hate you,” you pull him close to you, and rest your chin on his shoulder. “I could do it, you know? Be a single parent, I could do it.”

“I know. You just don’t want to. You want that nucleus family. If he doesn’t want the baby…I’ll be a good uncle,” you hiccup through your tears, clinging to him more. “I’ll take you to your appointments, because I know you want a baby. You want a child, so just…talk to Jack. You actually talk right? Or is it just moaning?”

“Yes, we talk. He loves Italian food.”

“Wow. I’m glad you know so much about your baby daddy.”

“So…you’re sure, sure?” You nod your head as you look at Jack go through all the emotions. “And where…what…I wanna give you the choice. This is your decision. It won’t affect me,” your eyes go wide at him, and you start to stand, pissed off at the audacity, “I mean, you’re the one that changes. Not me. You’re the one that has to deal with the strain and taking off work.”

“Do you want to be a part of the baby’s life?”

“Yes. But,” his hand goes behind his neck, and he ruffles his hair, grimacing at you. “I can’t tell my mom.”

“What?” This was all very confusing that he couldn’t tell his mom. He was a grown man, and eventually whether he told her or not, you would show that you were pregnant. If he wanted to be apart of the baby’s life, eventually his family would see you.

“She would die if she knew I was having sex without a ring on my hand. She’ll want this traditional husband and wife when it comes to children, and I can’t…I don’t want to do that to her.”

“What are you suggesting? Me turning up after the baby is born?”

“No. It’s crazy…it just is. I’m not suggesting anything,” he can’t even look at you while he talks. But it’s like nonsense over and over again. “I mean, eventually I’d like to think we got there, but to suggest it now, seems dumb. But I want to be in the baby’s life and yours. And I don’t want the baby to be the family secret and…it’ll happen sooner or later, so why not sooner.”

“What are you asking?”

“It’s crazy, so don’t freak out, but…we should get married,” you stare at him stunned, because this wasn’t at all where you thought he was taking this conversation. Never believed he would try to commit that much. There was a baby, and now there was a proposal of sorts. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

“If we’re married you would…I mean your parents wouldn't freak out about the baby?”

“Alter boy,” he points at himself. “Ma thinks I’m still her perfect son.”

“So you don’t want to tell her that two people who have known each other for a little over two months that they can’t be in the same room long without fucking or sucking, and now I’m pregnant, but you’ll be okay with telling her we’re married?” It was crazy, but at the same time, you wanted to give it a try, and that made you feel even crazier.

You and Jack had shared a quick relationship, and one built mostly on sex, but it felt right. The moment he entered into you, you felt like he was your future. You tried to make the others work, knowing it never would, but Jack was different. “Okay. This is stupid, but let’s do it. We’ll get married. No wedding. Just…married. Maybe a wedding later, if we make it.”

“When we make it.”

“When,” you add in.

You slide into the booth, waiting on Jack as well, as you have a nice dinner with Cal and TJ. You were beginning to get uncomfortable and stretched because your growing boy was just getting so big. Jack seemed a bit distant and removed from the pregnancy, and you didn’t know what to make of it.

“You know, I never saw this one with kids,” Callum hums, holding his beer towards Jack. “He’s surprised me.”

“I always knew she was going to become a mom. She wanted it,” you wince, but smile over at TJ, “Everything okay?”

“He’s just moving a lot.”

“I can never feel him,” Jack awkwardly laughs. “I try, but I haven’t ever felt him. TJ has of course,” this was what was bothering him. You pick up your cup, and take a big drink. Waiting on Finn to start rolling around. Pressing your hand on your swollen stomach, and hoping to coax him out of hiding so his daddy could feel him.

Just when you see him push out your stomach, you grab Jack’s hand, and he waits. Getting a bit miffed, until Finn kicks right under his palm. Jack gasps as he looks up at you. Feeling around your stomach for his moving son. “That’s him.”

“It is,” you smile, tears springing in your eyes. For the first time Jack looked so proud of his son. “That’s your son, daddy.”

“Oh,” he moves his hand around, continuing to feel him. “Finn, I have waited months to feel you. It’s like you're really here now.”

“They’re so cute,” TJ whispers up at Cal. “You think they’ll make it,” he didn’t have to be too quiet, because you and Jack were lost in a bubble all on your own. He was so handsome, smiling at your moving boy.

“I think they could. Marriage is hard work though. And they got married quickly, so as not to make their timeline for conception too confusing. But look at him,” Jack leans in to give you a bruising kiss, but keeps his hand on your stomach, a place that it hardly ever left the moment he felt Finn kick. “I’ve known him for a long time, he’s never been happier.”

“Same. I’ve been her bestie since middle school. She pretended to be my girlfriend for a few years. She’s a loyal one. But for whatever reason, that man makes her happy. And apparently, nobody does it better than him.”

“I figured. I’ve found a few panties.”

“She leaves them for him,” Cal looks over at TJ, raising his brow, “Just a reminder of what he gets to come home to. By the way, you need a roommate? Mine got knocked up, married, and left me.”

“Hmm, yeah. I could move in. As long as you don’t mind women coming home with me.”

“I got used to men coming home with her,” Callum holds up a fist, which TJ awkwardly bumps. Looking back at you, before he slaps the table, “Alright, we came here to eat. I don’t want to vomit beforehand. We get it, Finn is precious and sweet. But the pregnant woman needs to eat. No pregnancy sex before dinner.”

“You ruin all the fun,” Jack groans, readjusting his pants, and then pulling you closer. Letting his hand rest on your belly, while he feels his son growing. “But I should feed you. You get angry without food.”

“So do you,” you knock your shoulder into him, before resting a hand over his. It felt right. Like even though you and Jack had rushed into this, it felt like you could do it. Like there wasn’t anything in the world that could stop the two of you. Plus, good sex. But the more time you spent with Jack, the more you grew to love him. And you were doing it together.

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[justiceiswater]

red flag!! she needs to shut that down quick before she touches him. they clearly want each other so bad but that is no way to start stuff.

Let Me Love You | Part 9

Summary: Working as a waitress in New York doesn’t really pay the bills. One of the regulars has grown fond of you and wants to help you monetarily. He’s not from that side of town, more of the upper east side, and more importantly, he wants to be your sugar daddy.

Pairing: SugarDaddy!Sebastian Stan x Reader 

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You and Sebastian had a stronger connection after the night you spent talking. The more you thought about it, the more normal it became. You stressed out that if he ever needed the apartment to himself for a night or two, you would be happy finding a place to crash in. Of course, Sebastian disagreed and said that he was not interested in bringing a girl home as long as you were there.

The interview at the Italian restaurant never got you a job. You were struggling a few days after that until one chatty evening at the grocery store, Sebastian got a good idea.

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[jobean12-blog]

TJ Hammond Masterlist

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* Indicates smut (18 + ONLY PLEASE!!!)

Play Me a Song

Three’s Company * (Bucky x reader x TJ)

Three’s Company (part 2) * (Bucky x reader x TJ)

[bxcketbarnes]

you’re talking on the phone and your lover quietly comes up behind you, wraps their arms around you, and starts gently kissing your neck. you begin to lose focus on your phone call as you concentrate on not making any noise.

with tj hammond please and thank you! xoxo

I love TJ 🥰

"I think I found the perfect dress. I just have to figure out how to hide it from TJ," you tell your best friend while standing at the island in the kitchen. "He's a bit nosy."

Giggles leave both of your lips as you flip through another wedding magazine, your eyes glancing towards the engagement ring on your finger. "Is he excited?" Beth asks, hearing the smile in your voice.

"Oh, definitely. Every night before we go to bed he's talking about how magnificent our wedding is going to be," you grin, feeling your heart flutter in your chest.

TJ hears you talking to your friend from your shared bedroom as he gets dressed, hair still damp from the shower he took. His fingers glide through his hair before walking towards the sound of your voice.

You let out a laugh as Beth talks about what she wants to do at your wedding. TJ smiles softly and quietly steps up to you before wrapping his arms around your waist.

A gasp leaves your lips as one of your hands rests on top of his. You glance over your shoulder to see TJ standing behind you. "Hi," he whispers and presses a kiss to the nape of your neck. "Don't mind me."

You and Beth continue your conversation as you look at bouquet pieces in the magazine, telling her what kind of flowers you want for yours. TJ starts to suck on your neck, a smirk coming to his lips at the shiver that runs down your spine.

"Y/N?" Beth calls out to you and you snap out of your thoughts.

"Y-Yeah? Sorry, I got distracted," you mumble with heated cheeks as your free hand starts pushing him away.

TJ hums against your skin while pinning your hand behind your back. "Be good," he mutters into your ear. You roll your eyes back, feeling yourself become aroused as Beth continues talking about ideas for your wedding. "Good girl."

Your breath hitches in your throat, causing your friend to squeal, "I know!" Your fiancé's free hand moves around your waist before slipping into the front of your shorts.

You lean your head against his shoulder and bite your lip roughly, keeping the moans in. TJ slides his hand into your panties before his index finger finds your clit. You squeeze your eyes shut and buck your hips up, wanting more from him.

"H-Hey, Beth?" You stutter as your breathing grows a bit heavy.

TJ removes his hand from your shorts before bending you over the island. "Yeah?" She asks while he pulls both your shorts and panties down to your ankles.

"I gotta let you go. TJ's parents are here," you lie as the man behind you falls to his knees before spreading your ass cheeks apart.

"Oh, okay! Let's meet up for lunch sometime and go over things," she says excitingly and you nod your head in agreement.

TJ smirks before pressing his face against your pussy, his tongue gliding up your slit. "Y-Yeah, yeah, de-definitely," you stutter some more, a breathy gasp escaping your lips.

You don't give her a chance to say anything else before you hang up, setting your phone onto the countertop. "Fuck, TJ," you moan out and lean your forehead against the cool granite.

"Mm, you didn't want to stay on the phone longer?" He hums into your pussy before wrapping his tongue around your clit.

"Gah, fuck you," you groan while reaching a hand back, your fingers gripping the ends of his hair.

"Don't worry I will."

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[jessybarnes]

IM UNWELL 🥵🥵🥵🥵 Holy fucking shit...baby, this was PHENOMENAL!

It’s been awhile since I wrote anything and all of sudden this filth popped into my brain. I’d like to thank blame these three whores for encouraging me to write this when the idea came up @sebs-oceaneyes @thewinnersoldier & @beelicious-barnes

A Deal with the Devil

Pairings: Lee Bodecker x F! Reader x TJ Hammond

Warnings: 18+ Explicit Language, Oral (M)

Word Count: 1,250

The music vibrated around you as the alcohol coursed through your veins making everything feel that much more pleasurable and you couldn’t help but moan when you’re boyfriend, TJ slipped his hand between your legs and began toying with your panties. You opened your eyes to take a quick glance at your surroundings only to be met with the sight of local law enforcement making their way to you.

You snap your legs shut, hoping it would give TJ a hint to stop but you’re boyfriend was drunk and horny a combination that always led to him getting handsy no matter where the two of you were

“TJ, s-stop .. it’s the S-sheriff” You stutter out as his fingertips brush against your clit

He pulls his hand out from between your legs and adjusts himself on the couch the two of you occupied but not before looking at you with adorable pout

“I wonder what he wants, we aren’t doing anything wrong … yet” He says with a shit eating grin before taking a drag from his cigarette

“Evenin’ folks” Lee greeted the two of you as he removed his hat

“To what do we owe the pleasure, Sheriff?” TJ asked

“Well I’m just here makin’ sure there ain’t nothin’ illegal goin’ on. This club is notorious for drug use” The Sheriff explains, looking the two of you over

TJ chuckles and shakes his head

“Well I can assure you, sir We aren’t doing any drugs” TJ says with a hint of sass in his voice

Lee tilts his head and looks down at the table that sat in front of the couch, clean as whistle aside from empty shot glasses and an array of half empty liquor bottles but not for long, he reached in his pocket nonchalantly and toyed with the tiny bag of white powder. Lee didn’t always play by the rules especially when a drug bust lead to him getting a big payout

“Ya sure ‘bout that, party boy?” He asked as he carefully slipped the bag of drugs into his hand and played it off as if he just plucked it from the table, holding it up for the two of you to see.

Your eyes widen when the bag comes into view and you gasp

“What the fuck, TJ!” You shout at your boyfriend, shoving his shoulder

“I swear it’s not mine” He huffs and you can tell he’s frustrated

“I can’t fucking get in trouble, I’m already on thin ice as it is!” TJ exclaims as he runs his fingers through his hair trying not to panic

Lee watches the two of you squirm, pleased at this reaction but suddenly his appetite for money shifted to something else entirely

“Easy now, perhaps we could work somethin’ out” Lee states as his eyes rake you over

“Work something out? Like what?” TJ asks, looking up at the Sheriff who seemed to be looming over them at this point

“Well I was just thinkin’ that your girl here has an awfully pretty mouth and I’d love to have her put it to use” Lee says boldly as he rubs at the front of his slacks, his cock stirring at the thought of your lips wrapped around him

“Are you fucki..” TJ nearly shouts before you cut him off

“I’ll do it” You tell him and you’re met with TJ’s confused expression. You knew the Sheriff was crooked and given TJ’s history, this wasn’t going to end well and the two of you always entertained the idea of playing with another but just never did it.

“Sounds like fun” You shrug before getting off the couch and dropping to your knees in front of the uniformed man, reaching forward and making quick work of getting his slacks undone

“Well would ya look at that, ya got an eager lil’ whore on your hands” Lee chuckles as he gives TJ a smirk

“We’ve talked about something like this before so don’t get too cocky, Sheriff” TJ remarks

Meanwhile you sat on your knees and held the Sheriff’s cock in your hand, practically salivating as you stared down at it, thick and heavy, already dribbling with precum

Lee looks down at you, growing impatient he comments “What are ya waitin’ for, sugar? It ain’t gonna suck itself”

With that being said you swipe your tongue across his slit, gathering the precum before slipping his tip into your mouth and giving it a gentle suck, the groan you earn from him goes straight to your cunt and you feel yourself grow wet. Wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, you relax your jaw and take more of his thick member down your throat

“Fuck” Lee manages to groan out the word between strings of breathy moans that leave his lips as your sinful mouth works over his cock

TJ begins to squirm on the couch, unable to take his eyes off the sight before him. His girl on her knees for another man, the obscene wet sounds coming from your mouth on his cock accompanied by his moans had TJ rock hard in his jeans and he couldn’t help but begin to palm himself through the now tight fabric

After bobbing your head on the Sheriff’s cock for a few moments, you pull off and stare up at him, his pupils blown and full of lust as he stared down at you

“Baby, The Sheriff’s cock tastes amazing. Why don’t you come over and have a taste? There’s more than enough for us to share” You call out to TJ

He wastes no time in making his way over to the two of you and dropping down to his knees beside you

“May I, Sheriff?” TJ asks, almost begging as he looks up at Lee with pleading eyes

Lee felt like he could cum from just the sight before him, two eager mouths waiting and ready to swallow his cock was more than he asked for and he wasn’t going to say no

“Go right ahead, pretty boy” Lee rasps, a moan caught in his throat as TJ replaces your hand with his own and swallows Lee’s cock in one swift motion

“Ah shit!” Lee groans, tangling his fingers in TJ’s hair as he sucks and swallows around Lee’s throbbing cock

TJ sucks on Lee’s cock for a few more minutes before pulling off and giving control back to you, to which you eagerly accept and take the Sheriff back into your mouth

The two of you take turns swallowing the Sheriff’s cock until he pulls out of your mouth, holding his tip to try and stave off his orgasm as he speaks

“Open wide, the both of ya. Gonna give y’all a taste” Lee orders

You and TJ happily oblige, opening for the Sheriff and sticking out your tongues as Lee begins to stroke his cock and it’s not long before his warm cum is painting your eager tongues as he groans above you, stroking himself to completion and standing back to admire the two of you

“Goddamn that was the hottest thing I’ve ever done” Lee admits, out of breath from the intense orgasm he just experienced

You and TJ swallow his spend and smirk at him before turning to each other and kissing the other hungrily as Lee watches

“I wonder what else the three of us could experience together” You think out loud with a small giggle as you look between the two men, whose thoughts were no doubt running wild at this question

[jbreenr]

Imsebastianstan 2020 • Thank you for the love, thank you for the hate. Be safe. Happy holidays 🎄

[sableseb]

Bad Habits

Mike Weiss x TJ Hammond x f!character

word count: 2.2k

warnings: smut, use of drugs, elements of voyeurism throughout, finger sucking, threesome, oral m receiving

tags: @meetmeatyourworst​​ @stucky-my-ship​​ @greeneyedblondie44​​ @harrysthiccthighss​​ @sparksforkoo​​ @bemine-bucky​​

a/n: This story is based off my beautiful bff @fuckandfluff​​ ‘s request, “Any combo of a Seb and Chris character in a threesome with f!reader and the boys are super into each other?” I hope you love!.x

Mike never knew how to cope with the deep feeling of loneliness that eats at his heart each dreadful day. Being a lawyer just adds on to all the morbid thoughts that race through his mind, the stress was never manageable. Until, he found closure through drugs. They make him feel something, something other than despair. He feels calm and at peace with his own demons.

But, once the high vanishes, he’s sucked back into the reality that is his life. Ungodly work hours and sadness. Deep down, he feels as if there truly is no hope for him. All he’ll ever be is an addict in the eyes of everyone he encounters.

TJ notices the dirty blonde moping in the corner of the low lighted club. He always notices him. He seems to be a regular just like TJ. He doesn’t blame the mystery man, this place has the best coke around and not to mention it’s crawling with late night rendezvous. Men, women, all carved from beauty and clearly willing and able to spend copious amounts of cash. This whole place oozes wealth, sex, and drugs and TJ can never stay away.

Mike notices a young man make his way towards him, no one’s ever approached him before. He’s not exactly someone people are drawn to, but little to his knowledge, TJ would differ, he feels something pulling closer to the pitiful looking man. He’s gorgeous, eyes a deeper blue than his own that hold sorrow, messy hair, an impressive beard that encases an even more impressive mouth.

Sliding into the leather booth, TJ puts his lips next to the man’s head so he can hear him more clearly over the thumping of the music.

“I’m TJ,” he says, extending his hand out.

Mike looks at the boy’s hand then back up to his face. His eyes hold a mischievous look, a smile that screams trouble is placed upon his mouth, disheveled waves form around the crown of his head. He seems like a bad habit. Fuck it, Mike thinks. What’s one more questionable choice in his life?

“Mike,” he replies, clasping his hand around TJ’s.

“Mike, you look like you’re in need of a good time.”

He contemplates his statement. “Something like that,” Mike says, flashing a half-hearted grin.

TJ swears he can feel his chest tighten. Mike is arguably one of the prettiest men in this place and he wants nothing more to get into those dress pants. He can think of more than a few ways to cheer him up.

“I have an idea,” TJ starts. “It involves you, me, a pretty girl, and some white powder...what do ya say?”

Mike is a bit overwhelmed at his proposition. All this is moving too fast. He’s just met this man and he’s thinking about being out of his mind while he fucks him? The music seems to have gotten louder, TJ’s eyes  glow under the neon strobes, and Mike’s cock is jumping at the thought of being in the throes of pleasure with his new acquaintance. His senses are a mess and that just fuels his decision further.

“Pretty girl you say?” 

TJ’s tongue slips out to wet his bottom lip. “Only the prettiest.”

Mike’s eyes follow the tilt of the brunette’s head. Oh. Pretty wasn’t the word. She’s long, lean, and obviously looking their way with eyes that scream, “Take me, now.”

“Lead the way, TJ.”

TJ grabs Mike’s arm with much enthusiasm and weaves him through the mass of bodies moving along the dance floor. They stop next to the girl with the sultry look. Mike watches in awe as TJ takes her with his mouth so openly. The way their tongues dance along one another has him straining in his slacks. He sees the way TJ’s jaw protrudes sharply with each movement along the woman’s mouth. His mind drifts to what it would be like to bite that jaw, to be the one forcing his head back and taking his neck.

He side eyes Mike, smirking into the girls mouth and rubbing himself along her hip. TJ doesn’t break eye contact. He knows what’s swirling through Mike’s mind and he’s more than happy to be apart of his sweet release.

TJ’s leading them both now to one of the back rooms. The loud music is a low thrum that vibrates the floor and walls. The lighting is dull, hues of blue and purple give the atmosphere a calming, seductive touch. 

“Strip for us, baby,” TJ tells her. 

She doesn’t hesitate, the tight dress falls down to her ankles. She’s standing in front of the two men in nothing but her sparkling heels. Their gazes take in her figure, curves in all the right places, breasts that have the perfect slope to them, and legs that seem to never end. 

TJ steps up to her, grabbing and rubbing her in places that make her throw her head back and hum in pleasure. It’s music to Mike’s ears. He wants to reach out and touch both of them, but it’s like he’s stuck. He’s been with plenty of women at the same time, but he’s never added a man in the mix. He doesn’t know where to begin, so he settles for watching and waiting. 

TJ’s hand travels down to the apex of her thighs, taking a finger and swiping it through her folds. He knows how worked up she gets when there’s the prospect of adding another body for the night. So, he’s not surprised to find her already soaked. He toys with her clit for a few moments, letting her bask in the sweet pleasure before telling her, “On the table, sweetie.”

She sits perched on the glass coffee table in front of the leather couch. Slowly, she lays down, nipples on display from the coolness of the air and TJ’s touches, pussy glistening in the low light. Both men have to bite back a groan. Their pants are growing tighter by the second, their cocks begging to be freed.

TJ takes Mike’s hand in his, dragging him down to the floor with him. They’re on their knees in front of the splayed out woman. Mike almost questions what they’re doing, but TJ produces a bag filled with white and he knows exactly where this is going. 

TJ sprinkles lines of powder along her chest, her stomach, her hips and mound. He kisses along her thighs causing her to bite her lip at the feeling. TJ catches the way Mike is staring at her mouth, like he wants a taste.

“You can kiss her man, she won't mind.”

Mike looks over at him before looking at her mouth once more. She throws a wink his way and he takes that as the incentive to lean in. Her mouth is soft against his own, her lips are the perfect fullness and she tastes like fruit. She grabs his face to deepen the kiss, drawing a moan from Mike. His hand moves up to grab her chest. Softly at first, but as she keeps raising up to meet the movements of his hand, his kneading gets harsher.

TJ moves between her legs, the table is digging into his hips as he leans over and snorts a line of her mound. The powder brings a burning familiarity through his nose. He welcomes the itch, the teary eyes. All he wants to do is get lost. He can never get enough of the high and the utter euphoria it brings. His horrid life gets drowned out for a few hours, the flames of hatred for being himself turns to ash when pleasure takes over his body.

He’s watching intently as the two kiss above him. He sees the way Mike twists and pulls at her taut nipples, the way he bites and sucks her lips. He loves watching two people get lost in each other. It’s almost a better high than cocaine. Almost.

Mike pulls away reluctantly, the little white lines that are sitting nice and neat along her tan body are calling to him. The line between her chest is gone as he runs his nose over it. Leaning back on his heels, he takes a moment to gather himself. 

“Good stuff am I right?” TJ asks. Of course he himself knows it’s good. He only buys the best.

“Very.”

As the coke dwindles and the highs increase, they’re all bunched together on the couch. Hands are running over bulges, mouths are attacking necks, and temperatures are rising. The men make quick work of their clothes, finally baring all just like their counterpart. 

“You’re gonna keep letting us use you, right, baby?” TJ asks her while sticking his thumb through her pout. She takes his thumb greedily, nodding her head around the digit and humming her confirmation. 

“On your knees, pretty,” TJ tells her. She eagerly obliges, coming to rest between his spread thighs. She wraps her lips around his swollen head, giving it ample attention with her licks and sucks. His head falls back against the couch, hands resting snug in her hair.

Mike takes the opportunity to do what he’s been dying to do all night, and that's to latch on to TJ’s neck and never let go. He places kisses along his collar bones as TJ’s falling apart under the girl's expert tongue. He’s a bit shocked at Mike’s forwardness, but he’s not complaining. He can feel Mike’s beard scrape along his neck, lips kissing their way up to bite his ear. It causes him to moan and buck further down the girl's throat. 

TJ turns his head to capture Mike’s wandering mouth. With a hand in her hair and a hand on the side of his face, TJ controls the pace of the kiss and the blow job. He’s truly in heaven. The drug in his system makes his senses heightened and being between two gorgeous people has him seeing stars.

TJ pulls away with a heaving chest. “Fuck her cunt,” he tells Mike through gritted teeth. She truly is working his cock into a frenzy.

Getting off the couch to kneel behind TJ’s mystery woman, he can see she’s dripping, her hole begs to be filled. He runs his shaft through her sticky folds. He bumps her clit a few times causing her to moan around TJ’s shaft, much to the brunette's pleasure. He easily glides into her wet heat. He’s holding his thrusts back, just wanting to feel her wrapped around him. She feels like silk and she’s pulsing uncontrollably around him.

When he looks at TJ and sees his flushed cheeks, his sweat kissed chest, his swollen lips, he loses what little control he had. Gripping her hips, he uses her body to fuck himself. He’s pushing and pulling her every which way as she tries to focus on TJ’s dick. 

Mike looks down to where they’re connected. He’s intently watching the way her pussy swallows him whole and how she leaves her slick behind on his skin. He gets a strange feeling, like there’s a pair of eyes on him. Looking up, he sees that TJ’s sole focus is on him, watching as he takes his pleasure from the same girl he is. 

Mike picks up his pace as he holds TJ’s gaze. He’s fucking into her with such force that she involuntarily takes more of TJ with each harsh snap of his hips. Both their eyes are glazed as they stare at each other, seemingly forgetting for a moment that there’s a girl in between them bringing them their ecstasy.

TJ takes note of his rapid thrusts and his grunts. Mike’s close and so is he. He wants to watch him come undone, to spill himself inside her. TJ wants to see the face of utter bliss he makes. 

He gets his wish. Mike’s stomach and thighs pull taut as he feels her cum around his cock. She’s so fucking tight that he can’t hold himself back any more. His brows knit together and his jaw falls slack as he cums inside her. She’s milking him for everything he’s got. He noticed the smirk TJ had as he watched him chase his release. His gaze is part of the reason he came so hard. He looked at Mike as if he were the only person in the world and that made his want sky rocket.

He pulls out with a hiss, still overly sensitive thanks to the coke in his system. Now, it’s his turn to watch TJ cum. And is it a sight. His hips lock in the air, abs clenching, his hands fist her hair harshly, his head is thrown back and he’s making the prettiest moans. Mike can feel himself hardening just from TJ’s utter loss of control.

TJ pulls himself from her mouth, watching with a grin as she swallows all of him. No words are spoken as they all redress themselves. The smell of sex hangs thick in the room, a vivid reminder of the debouched activities that went on moments prior.

Mike watches as the girl kisses TJ goodbye and saunters out the door, as if all this is completely normal to her. He’s following behind her, but TJ stops him with a pull on his wrist.

“We should hook up again sometime...maybe without the help of a lady, yeah?”

And with a peck to his lips and a wink, TJ’s off into the crowded club once more. Mike entertains the idea for a moment. Having TJ with his ass up, begging to be filled, coke smeared along his nose...he thinks he can get used to that real quick.

[midnightswithdearkatytspb]

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

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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!

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Opening Night » TJ Hammond

Pairings: Bi!TJ Hammond x Reader

Summary: Y/N wears something interesting to opening night at TJ’s club that catches TJ’s interest.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, alcohol, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, unprotected sex, public sex, riding, praise kink, pet names (cutie, princess, baby)

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

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“TJ, for the millionth time, I’ll be there.” You say into the phone.

“Promise?” TJ asks with a pout.

You giggle to yourself, knowing that he has that cute little pout on his face.

“I promise.” You say.

“When will you get here?” He asks.

“Well, I have to find an outfit and get dressed first.” You say, looking through your closet that’s filled with clothes.

“Wear something hot.” TJ says and bites his lower lip, already imagining what you’re going to wear.

“TJ!” You say with a small giggle.

“Alright, alright.” He laughs. “I’ll let you go so you can get dressed. See you soon, cutie.” He says.

“See you soon, TJ.” You say with a smile.

You ended the call and put your phone on your dresser. You stood in the middle of your closet with your hands on your hips, trying to look for something cute to wear to the opening night of TJ’s new club. You groaned to yourself when you couldn’t find anything to wear.

“I have nothing to wear!” You groaned to yourself.

That’s when you came across a white button up shirt that belongs to TJ. You smiled to yourself and took it off of the hanger, already knowing what you’re going to pair it with. You opened one of your dresser drawers and grabbed a plain black skirt. You put the skirt and shirt on. You buttoned up the shirt, leaving the top buttons unbuttoned to show off your cleavage. You put on a pair of shoes that matched the outfit and sprayed some perfume on. You looked in the mirror, rubbing your hands down your body to smooth out your outfit. You grabbed your phone and texted TJ.

On my way🥰

See you in a little bit, cutie🩵

—————

Loud music was playing as soon as you walked inside TJ’s club. You looked around the club for TJ. You spotted him at the bar with a drink in his hand. You walked to the bar and tapped on his shoulder. He turned around and smiled widely.

“You made it!” TJ says excitedly and hugs you.

“I told you that I was coming!” You giggled.

TJ took a step back, his eyes looking over your outfit. He licked his lips, loving what he’s looking at.

“Is that my shirt?” He asks as he stares at your cleavage.

“I don’t know. Maybe.” You say, acting like you didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Keep it. It looks hotter on you.” He says, biting his lower lip.

You couldn’t help but blush at his compliment.

“Do you want a drink?” He asks.

“Yes please.” You say with a smile.

TJ ordered your drink for you and gave it to you.

“Follow me.” TJ whispers in your ear.

He took your hand in his, taking you to a booth in the corner of the club.

“I’m proud of you, TJ. I’m happy that you were able to make this happen.” You say.

“Thank you, cutie. That means a lot.” TJ says with a smile.

TJ placed a hand on your knee, his thumb rubbing across your skin. Shivers went through your body. He noticed and smirked.

“You know…” His hand moves up to your thigh. “You look incredibly hot in that outfit.” He says, biting his bottom lip.

Your breathing got heavy when his hand reached the bottom of your skirt. His fingers toyed with the material. TJ downed the rest of his drink before pulling you onto his lap, your legs on either side of his hips.

“TJ!” You squeaked in surprise.

TJ chuckles at your surprised state. His hand disappears underneath your skirt, rubbing your clit through your lacy panties.

“We’re in public!” You say, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“Everyone here is too drunk to function to know what we’re doing.” His fingers applying more pressure to your clit. “Let me make you feel good, cutie.” He says.

You reached for the glass of alcohol on the table, downing the rest of your drink as a smirk grew on TJ’s lips. Before you knew it, TJ’s lips were on yours, kissing you hungrily. He moved your panties to the side, rubbing his fingers in between your wet folds. Your lips parted as a gasp left your lips. TJ took the opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. Your tongue fought with his for dominance, but he overpowered you. His fingers found your wet entrance, circling it causing you to whine against his lips. He slid two fingers in your pussy while his thumb rubbed your clit in circles causing you to pull away from his lips and moan. TJ kissed along your already exposed chest. You gasped when his teeth lightly grazed your skin, biting down hard enough for hickeys. Your hands found their way to his head, your fingers tugging at his hair as your head tilted back.

“How do you feel, baby?” TJ asks.

“Fucking amazing!” You moaned. “Don’t stop!” You say.

“Don’t worry, princess. I won’t.” He says, speeding up his fingers.

You were glad that the music was loud so no one heard your moans. You leaned your head down, placing your lips on TJ’s neck and began to suck hickeys on his skin. Groans left his lips. Your hand blindly felt for his bulge, giving it a squeeze.

“Shit, cutie!” TJ moans.

You managed to unbuckled his belt with one hand and got to work on his jeans. You slide your hand inside of his jeans, feeling how hard his cock is through his boxers. Your hand slid past his waistband and wrapped your hand around his cock. You rubbed your thumb over his tip, using his precum as a lubricant so you can move your hand up and down on his cock. TJ couldn’t take it anymore. He slid his fingers out of your pussy making you whine at the empty feeling.

“I need to be inside of this pussy now.” TJ says, taking your hand out of his jeans.

He lifted his hips to pull down his pants enough for his cock to spring out. You lifted yourself up as TJ lined himself up at your entrance. You slowly sank down on his cock, gasping at his size. When he was balls deep inside of you, he gave you a moment to adjust to his size. You placed your hands on his shoulders and rose yourself up so only his tip was left in your pussy. You sank back down and continued to move up and down at a steady pace. TJ’s hands disappeared underneath your skirt, placing them on your hips and gripped them firmly.

“So fucking tight.” TJ moans, tilting his head back.

One of TJ’s hands left your hip and began to rub circles on your clit causing your cunt to clench around his cock.

“TJ!” You moaned.

“Yes, baby? Tell me what you want.” He says.

“I—” A moan left your lips.

You didn’t even know what you were going to say. You were just enjoying the feeling of his cock inside of you. His hand left your hip and went to your ass, giving your asscheek a squeeze causing you to gasp. You rolled your hips against his.

“Fuck!” You moaned when his tip hit that one spot inside of you. “Right there!” You tell him.

TJ helped you move up and down on his cock. His tip continued to hit that one spot inside of you causing your cunt to squeeze his cock.

“If you— oh fuck! If you keep doing that, I’m gonna cum.” He says with a groan.

His fingers increased their rubbing pace on your clit. You tilted your head back when you felt your orgasm building up. TJ leaned forward, placing his lips on the column of your throat and placed kisses on it.

“TJ, I’m—” A moan left your lips before you could finish your sentence.

“Gonna cum?” TJ asks.

“Mhmm!” You moaned, biting your lower lip.

“Cum for me, princess. I’m right behind you.” He says panting.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came. TJ thrusted his hips upwards, fucking you through your orgasm. He came inside of you after a few thrusts. Your bouncing and his thrusts came to a halt. You placed your lips on his, kissing him sloppy. You two pulled away from each other, looking deep into each other’s eyes while panting.

“Why didn’t we do this sooner?” TJ asks while panting.

“I don’t know.” You breathed. “But I’m glad we did it.” You say.

“Me too.” He smiles, kissing you again.

You lifted yourself up, his cock slipping out of your cum filled pussy. TJ tucked himself back into his boxers and buttoned and zipped his jeans and buckled his belt. He helped you put your panties back in place before kissing you again.

“Do you want to dance?” TJ asks.

“I would if my legs didn’t feel like jelly.” You say with a giggle making him laugh.

“How about a drink?” He suggests, rubbing his hands up and down your thighs.

“Sounds good to me.” You say with a smile.

TJ smile and gently moved you off of his lap to the seat next to him.

“I’ll be right back, cutie.” He says, kissing your cheek.

You watched as he walked to the bar and order your guys’ drinks. He sent a couple winks your way making you blush. He came back with two drinks, handing one of them to you and sat down next to you.

“We’re so doing that again when we get home later.” TJ whispers in your ear, sending shivers through your body.

🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶🩶

-Bucky’s Doll

[georgiapeach30513]

Every Other Weekend, Part 14

Summary:  Did Finn get his Christmas wish?

Pairings:  Jack O’Malley X Reader

Rating:  mild

Warnings:  language, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  3.3K

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Series Masterlist

*dividers created by @firefly-graphics​

“What does it say?” Jack leans over on the counter to give you the biggest smile, while you look at that pregnancy test.  All these years.  All these moments, and here you were staring at that thing.  “Sharkie?” his arms wrap around your waist, and he rests his chin on your shoulder, peeking over to view the results.  You could feel his mouth turn up into a smile as he views the test.

Things had been great.  Amazing even.  You refused to let Jack sleep in the guest room anymore.  He was right back where he belonged, and that was in the bed with you keeping your feet warm.  He tilts his head to the side, and gives a kiss to your neck with a grin.  “It says our son sabotaged us.”

“What?” He laughs, looking down at the test just to make sure he sees two pink lines.  “Are you mad?”

“Do you think this happened on Christmas?  Like Finn asked for a baby sister, and Cal told him it was impossible,” Jack’s hands rub over your stomach while you look at the test, and then up into the mirror at his reflection.  He looked happy, while you were just in shock.  “You put a baby in me the first time we had sex again, didn’t you?”

“How am I supposed to know?  You went to the doctor, and your IUD wasn’t in there.  It wasn’t like we were being careful.  I think we have had quite a bit of fun doing what married people do.  And who is to say this little precious bean in here is a little girl.  Are you mad we’re pregnant this early?”

“No,” you sigh, holding your hands over his.  “Are you happy?  Because you look happy.  But I also know that you didn’t want another baby.”

“I wasn’t ready for one then.  I am ready now.  I’m more ready than I ever have been.  And this time, we’re not going to stress.  We’re not going to care about what anyone says.  We’re going to get to enjoy this.  I’m not going to be worried that I made a mistake.  Because I can honestly say you getting prematurely knocked up with Finn has been the best part of my life.”

“Oh, you’re so sweet,” you sarcastically respond, and he gives your tits a squeeze.  “Ow!”

“I should have known you were pregnant,” he squeezes some more, but this time was much more gentle.  Pulling out his shirt off your body, he looks down at your tits, and you laugh, smacking his hands away, “Yep, they appear to be bigger.  I’m going to have to check on these things everyday.”

“Would you stop it,” god, he was a slutty menace, and you loved him for it.  “Jack, we’re going to have a baby,” his hands finally go back to your belly, and he gives it a few squeezes.  “I don’t want to tell Finn.”

“Why?”

“Because, you know how delicate pregnancies can be.  And our boy asked for a baby sister.  So we could wait until we know what we’re having, or at least wait until after the first trimester.  Okay?  I don’t want him to get his hopes up, even if he gets a baby brother.”

“You know,” Jack starts kissing over your shoulder, randomly pushing his front into your ass, but he tries to keep his eyes on your reflection.  Sweet and sexy.  Jack liked a variety, “Santa Cal has never disappointed.  This proves it.  We got us a baby, if I had to guess this bean was conceived on Christmas, and if it’s a girl, well, Callum Drive really does know Santa Claus.”

“What is this?” Finn asks, holding up a card.  “It’s not my birthday.”

“I know, buddy.  Just open it,” Jack pulls you over into his lap, while the two of you smile at him.

“I don’t wanna open it,” he pouts, walking over to you.  Giving you the card. “I feel like this is when you told me dad was moving out.”

“Oh, baby, daddy isn’t going anywhere.  This is something good.  I promise.  It’s…it’s a late Christmas present.  It just got here, Just…baby, can you open it,” he leans off you, looking up at Jack, and you and his dad were still smiling, “When we told you daddy was moving out, was I sitting on his lap?”

“No.”

“That’s because I’m not going anywhere.  Mom and I are together, and are very happy.  But I need you to open the card.  We’ve got a lot of work to do.”

Finn still wasn’t sure about this card, so he opens the envelope up slowly.  Constantly looking at you and Jack, and then he looks down at it.  Bringing the card out, and he still didn’t understand the generic congratulations.  But when he opens it up there was an ultrasound photo with a pink bow over her head with the words of him becoming a big brother.

“Really?” He asks, getting tears in his eyes.  “My third wish came true?” Nodding your head, he comes to hug you.  Letting Jack mess with his hair, while you hold your baby a little bit longer.  Smelling his sweet watermelon shampoo on his hair, and kissing over his tear stained face.  “She’s really a girl?  And daddy isn’t moving out?”

Hearing Finn call him daddy, Jack looks up at the ceiling, trying not to let himself cry.  Telling himself that your emotional self and Finn’s tears was enough.  “So we’re gonna have a baby here?  Will Jedi like her?”

“Jedi is going to love her.  And you’re going to be the best big brother.  She’ll grow up with you as her hero, and you get to tell her that she was your Christmas present.”

“So she’s really my baby then?” He definitely got Jack’s sense of needing to change the atmosphere with jokes.

“Yeah, buddy, you get to change her poopy diapers, while me and mom just sit and watch.”

“Oh…she’s definitely your baby when that needs to happen.  I don’t want that.”

“Jack!  Jack!” You scream into the bedroom, and Finn beams at you.  His hand over your stomach, and she kicks at his hand again.  “Jack, Finn can feel her,” Finn smiles up at his dad, pulling his hand over where his sister was kicking at your stomach.  

“Oh!  Oh, she’s strong.  Look at you princess, you making sure that Daddy and Finny know you’re in there?  We can tell by looking at mommy’s belly,” you rub over your belly, giving her home a few taps.  “I didn’t mean that bad, babe.  You’re doing an amazing job growing our girl.”

“I didn’t take offense to it.  My belly is supposed to get bigger.”

“Wait.  Bigger than this?” Finn asks with his eyes wide.  “How much longer do we have to wait?”

“About sixteen weeks?” Finn repeats the amount, and looks up at his dad.  “It takes time to grow a baby.  You saw how small she was.  She’s gotta keep growing, and getting stronger.  Oh, ma’am, I need you to not be so active.  She’s like a little fish in there.  Finn, your dad used to pout when he couldn’t feel you.”

“I did not.”

“We were out to eat dinner, and he was pouting because he couldn’t feel you.  Got a bit of an attitude, but then I drank some soda, and put his hand over you, and he was so happy.  Smiled so big at your kicks.”

“Really?  Did it feel like this?” His hand presses up against your stomach again, searching for another place that she was moving, until you bring his hand to your side, and he could feel her again.  “It’s kinda weird.”

“Wait until she’s moving so much she makes your mom’s stomach roll around like there’s an alien in there.”

“No.  I don’t think I wanna see that.  I’m good.”

You lean your head back on Jack’s shoulder as he holds up your belly.  Your daughter pushes out your stomach, and you weakly groan at her.  “She’s getting too big.  We need to induce.”

“No.  No, the doctor says she’s growing just fine.  Is this helping?” You nod your head.  Thankful for some relief off your back.  Jack made a point to do this as many times as possible.  He could literally see your face relax the minute he took the weight of her off you.  “You think she’s going to like me?”

“She’s going to love you.  Probably going to like you more than me.  And I hope that she follows Finn around.  Crawls into his lap.  Feels safe and comfortable enough to just fall asleep next to him.  God, he wanted her so bad.”

“Why are you crying?”

“Because, I don’t want my baby to think he’s being replaced.  He’s been the only one for so long, so I hope she loves him so much, and wants him to be included.  I can’t have Finn regretting his Christmas wish.”

“Sharkie,” Jack coos at you, and gives you a kiss.  “She’s going to love him.  What’s not to love, babe?”

“I’ll give her to Elaine if she doesn’t.”

“Uh, no you won’t.”

“I’ll give her to Sy and Chelsea.”

“I’m keeping my baby girl.  She’s going to love Finn and Jedi.  She’s going to rely on you a lot, but I think our little angel is going to love everyone.”

“Jack!” Nick bursts into Jack’s office, and he glares up at the man.  “Why haven’t you been answering your phone?”

“Because I’m knee deep in paperwork.  What do you want?”

“TJ has been trying to call you, and so has your wife.  He had to rush her to the hospital because her water broke.  Finn is still in school.  Would you stop yelling at me?” He shouts into the phone.  “You need to get there, so he can pick Finn up from school.  Or he can call a grandparent to be on standby.  Yes, I know!  Just get your ass to the hospital.  This is a fast labor and…oh, that’s gross.  Would you tell her to quit screaming?”  

Cal drags Jack out of the office with his keys ready to drive as Jack looks through his texts and voicemails.  “Uh, Cal, I don’t care if you got to put the siren on.  They didn’t have time for an epidural, and she’s dilated at eight.  Get me to that hospital now!”

Jack rushes into your hospital room, and you cry.  Holding onto TJ’s hand as you push again.  Thankful that he made it before she was born.  Going to your other hand, and TJ tries to leave, “Don’t you go anywhere!”

“I need to get Finn.”

“Tell Cal!” Another contraction has you barring down, and gritting your teeth.  Barely hearing the doctor tell you she was crowning, and when Jack goes to look, you hold him tighter.  “Don’t you dare.”

“What?  Why?  I didn’t look with Finn.”

“If you look, you’ll never want to fuck me again.”

“Yep.  That sounds like her,” TJ laughs, giving a quick apology to the doctor and nurses.  “She’s…she’s got a mouth on her.

“Sharkie, I’ll always want to fuck you.  I just want to see our daughter….ow!” Everyone, including the doctor, looks up at Jack as you start pushing again.  Surprised that he was the one crying out in pain.  Sweat lines your brows, and you try to focus on your breathing.  She was almost here.  

“We’ve got us a head.  A few more times mama.  And you’ve got your baby girl.”

“Jack, please don’t look.  We’ll…we’ll watch a movie of someone else.”

“It won’t be my daughter though.  I just,” you look up at him glaring, and he nods his head, “Okay, yeah.  I won’t look.  Just keep pushing.  Bring us a baby.”

“Finn, are you sure this is what you want to get your sister?” Jack’s mom looks at the gray and white striped blanket, lined in silk, with an elephant head attached to it.  Trying to coax him into something different.  

“Yes, Nana.  She’s my baby sister, and I get her what I want.  I asked for her for Christmas,” she looks up to the ceiling, but it didn’t take much to figure out a September baby's conceivement date.  “Now, can I go meet my sissy now?”

Jack’s dad holds out a hand to his grandson, and walks him through the hospital, where Jack was sitting next to you on the bed, cradling your sleeping daughter.  “Finny,” you croak out.  It felt like you had nothing but tears of joy since her birth.  “You ready to meet your sissy?”

Nodding excitedly, he starts to crawl on your side of the bed, but Jack tsks him, “Finn, on this side, buddy.  Mom’s a bit sore,” he hands you the little angel who was fast asleep, and pulls Finn up onto the bed.

He looks down at her, and then up at his dad, giggling.  “Calliope Anne, you couldn’t wait until I was out of school?” Her eyes slightly part, and she releases a singing coo.  “Oh!  Calliope did you know I’m your big brother?  And I’m going to keep you safe.  Mom and dad are a handful.  You’re going to be sleeping in their room for a while.  They got you your own bed.  But you do have a room with a bigger bed in it.  And,” he makes grabby hands at his Nana, reaching for the little blanket.  “I got you this special toy.  He’s going to protect you.”

Out of all the things you had done right, your family was your favorite.  Letting Finn get settled on his dad’s lap, you let him hold the sleeping girl while she wasn’t hungry.  And just like a brand new toy at Christmas, Finn stares at her with so much awe and love.  “She’s so pretty like you, mama.”

And there the tears go again, but you let them fall as you lean over on Jack, and stare at your precious babies.  You were so happy and in love with them.

“Where’s that baby?” Elaine asks, walking through your front door.  “Hey, sweetheart,” she says, kissing your cheek.  “Your house looks beautiful.  TJ help with the Christmas decorations?”

“He did.  If you want Calliope, you’re going to have to fight Jack and Finn for her.  Finn hardly ever leaves Jack’s lap, and she never leaves Finn’s arms, unless it’s feeding or changing time,” she walks through the foyer, and into the living room, where it was Cal who was holding her.  Showing her the Christmas decorations, and whispering about her Christmas gifts.

“Finn, what did you ask from Santa?” With an extension of her arms, she takes the baby from Cal.  Booping her nose, and Calliope gives her a cute little giggle.  “You didn’t ask for another baby did you?”

“Mom said I couldn’t ask for one of those until Callie could talk,” the second that Calliope hears her brother’s voice, she coos, moving her head around in search of him.  “Bebe, she wants me.”

“I know, Finny.  Let me hold this baby a bit longer, since TJ and Dougie don’t want to give me one.  And what a beautiful angel she is.  Calliope you have the most darling parents and brother.  Yes, you do.  And you’re going to be just as spoiled as Finn.  And when you start walking.  Oh, you’re going to be trouble, aren’t you?”

Calliope leans forward, and slaps her hand against the washing machine.  Looking up at you very disgruntled, and upset.  “Uh,” she grunts, tapping on the window again.

“I’m sorry, darling.  Your Sisi had to be washed before Christmas,” she looks back at the washing machine.  Her silky elephant is just rolling around in the water, and she throws her head back, giving a little cry.  “Calliope Anne O’Malley, you are just fine.”

“Fi!  Fi!” She lets out her distressed call for her bubbie, and he walks into the laundry room, and she points at the window.  “Bubbie!  Sisi!”

“Sisi was dirty.”

“Ahh!”

“What is wrong with my baby?  Oh,” Jack says when Calliope points back at the washing machine.  She had them both completely wrapped and concerned.  Even though this was a normal occurrence.  Sisi’s bath days was always a tough one for your princess.  She couldn’t let him out of her sight.  And would just watch as the elephant was tossed around in the water.  “Oh, sweet baby.  You want daddy to make you a sandwich, and you and Finny can watch to make sure Sisi comes out alive?”

She stutters her crying, pointing back at her silky.  “Jack, you can’t tell her Sisi is going to d-i-e.  Sit in there with the princess, and I’ll make boxes of food for you three,” Jedi gives a little bark, sitting beside your smallest baby.  “Four.  You can have a treat.  Best behaved out of all of you.”

“Yeah, but you love it,” Jack gives you a lingering kiss, and he grabs at your ass before you walk away to make everyone something to eat, while they do their monthly watch of a silky elephant.  You tried to wash her while Calliope was asleep, but she always woke up and looked for her.  

“Dad, do you think mom will get mad about one of my gifts I asked for?”

“Depends.  What did you ask for?”

Finn gives a tap onto his sister’s head, and she turns to look at him, cooing up at Finn in her special way.  It was like she had a special language with her brother and dad.  She always made cooing sounds to them.  Some things never changed.  “Yeah, maybe we shouldn’t mention that to mom.”

“She said when Calliope could walk and talk.  She says dada, mama, Sisi, Bubbi, Finn, and Jed.  She also can make a T sound when talking about TJ, and a Ca sound when talking about Cal.  She’s almost there.”

“Sisi!” Her chubby little hands clap together when the washer stops, but when Jack stands to put everything in the dryer, she pouts up at him.  “No, dada!  Sisi!  Bubbie, Sisi!”

“She’s gotta go for a few more spins.  This year, do you think you can open up your own presents?  You won’t be sleeping in someone’s arms,” Finn tries to give her a few tickles, but she wasn’t having it.  She was too preoccupied with her security blanket being shoved into the dryer.

“Sisi!  My!”

“Jack,” you whisper as Finn and Calliope watch that silly silky elephant.  You hadn’t had a chance to tell him, but you turn to the side, rubbing your belly.  

“Are you serious?” Nodding your head, you sit down in the little laundry room, pulling out sandwiches and goldfish from a basket.  “Like serious, serious?”

“Yes.  Isn’t that what you wanted all those nights?  Isn’t that what you were begging for?”

“Begging for what?” Finn takes a big bite of the peanut butter and jelly, and tears off a piece for Calliope who messily eats it, but still watches her elephant.  

“One day you will understand, son.  And tonight, you two got to go to bed early, because tomorrow is Christmas.”

“Sisi!” Just to make sure you hadn’t forgotten about the silky, Calliope taps the glass angrily.  

“And Sisi is going to be nice and clean for everyone to come over and see.  Here, eat a fishie,” she grabs the fish out of your hand, and backs her butt towards her bubbie, before plopping down in his lap.  “Finny, you still like that Christmas gift?”

“It’s a hard choice between her and Jedi of who I like more,” it really was.  And you loved your little Christmas babies.  With one on the way.  Christmas miracles, wishes, gifts, and asks will always be your favorite.  Magic always happens on Christmas.

The End

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i’ve almost hit 2000 followers on here and i can’t believe it! so as a thank you, i’ve decided to hold a celebration/sleepover!

𑁍 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧?

it will take place this friday-sunday!

𑁍 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝗼𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝗼 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧?

friday - 23

𑁍 blurbs about real people

𑁍 henry cavill

𑁍 chris evans

𑁍 lewis capaldi

𑁍 andrew siwicki

𑁍 harry styles!!

𑁍 tom cruise

𑁍 ask me anything!

𑁍 about me

𑁍 about my job

𑁍 about miss lavy

𑁍 anything really!

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𑁍 ONE DIRECTION!!

𑁍 its the 11 year anniversary, lets talk about the best boyband in the world!

saturday - 24

𑁍 blurbs about characters!

𑁍 chris

𑁍 ransom

𑁍 andy

𑁍 steve

𑁍 johnny

𑁍 seb

𑁍 bucky

𑁍 chris beck

𑁍 tj hammond

𑁍 henry

𑁍 auggie

𑁍 geralt of rivia

𑁍 captain syverson

𑁍 charles brandon

𑁍 mgg

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sunday - 25

𑁍 send me your unpopular opinions/headcannons

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[helium-queen]

What Are We?

Pairings: Bi! TJ Hammond x F! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of sex

Word Count: 353

Note: This was inspired by a dream I had and I might write a spicier follow up 🙈

You huffed reading the stupid text that came across your phone, rolling your eyes you tossed it to the other side of the couch and crossed your arms

“Why the long face, peaches?” TJ asked as he came into the living room where you sat pouting on the couch

“You know that guy I was seeing?” You asked

“Yeah, Chad?” He said

“Chris, but yeah him. He just dumped me, basically said in the nicest way possible that I was too boring” You explained

TJ blew raspberries and laughed

“What a dumbass, clearly he’s the one that didn’t know how to have fun because you are the furthest thing from boring” TJ assured you

“I don’t know” You sighed and laid across the couch, placing your head in TJ’s lap

“Don’t let one douchebag get you down, you’re too damn wonderful for that, peach” He said as he ran his fingers through your hair

TJ was your best friend and fuck buddy? The reason he called you peaches makes your cheeks flush when you think about it. The first time the two of you hooked up and he went down on you, he said you tasted like peaches and the nickname stuck.

You didn’t know what to really call him but all your friends said you were stupid for sleeping with him when he was clearly gay but was he? Why would he be sleeping with you if he was gay? You let your friends get you down way too much about it. Telling you that you’d end up falling in love with him and he would just leave as soon as he found some hunky man to pound him into the mattress and it did make you wonder considering you knew how much TJ liked getting fucked but you weren’t in love with him, you knew this was college and you two were experimenting and having fun.

Besides you weren’t even dating but your friends kept making you think otherwise about your relationship with him and you were starting to wonder which meant either you needed better friends or you should have a conversation with TJ

[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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[sableseb]

Between You

TJ Hammond x f!reader

word count: 326

warnings: titty fucking, bit of oral m receiving, cum eating

a/n: I paused Loki just to get this out of my system… @drysdale-barnes added fuel to this fire like the good friend she is. Enjoy a lil drabble tonight💕

TJ can find pleasure in any body part, but a pair of breasts? He can never get his fill.

You’re laying down on the hotel’s pristine white sheets while you wrap your full tits around TJ’s thick shaft. He watches below him, mesmerized as his precum smears between the valley of them, tempting him just to bend down and lick you clean. 

He starts at a steady pace, knees beside your waist digging into the bed. A hand shoots out to grip your hair and forces your head down to lick his tip with each pass he makes through your swells.

“Squeeze 'em tighter, baby.”

And you do, making him emit a drawn out groan. The silky skin rubs deliciously over his cock. With his girth still encased, he keeps your mouth around his swollen head, fucking into your mouth just the slightest. 

TJ can feel his stomach clench and balls tighten. The way your pretty pout sucks him in, the way your perky tits move against him, how your legs shift behind him, trying to find some friction to relieve the ache that’s settled in your core, it’s too much for him.

Just before he can paint your pretty hole with cum, he pulls back, wrapping his fist firmly around his cock. You watch as he jerks himself off above you. You can see his plump pout parted, baby blues boring into your own, his abs pulling taught. This Hammond clearly got the Adonis genes, the beauty he holds as he comes apart is unmatched.

He shoots his cum along your chest and into your mouth. You run a finger through the stickiness that coats you, bringing it to your lips and licking it off with a satisfied hum. TJ is just as sweet as he looks. You love when he covers you, almost like he’s staking a claim. He takes what he wants, when he wants. And you’re more than happy to be under him as he gets his fill.