#walter marshall blurb

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

👀 walter marshall - “collateral” 😇

Collateral

"I ran out of good faith about halfway through my first case," Walter growls as he runs his fingertips over the tuft of hair on his chin.

"You think I would steal from you?"

"Steal? No, but if you got nothing right now, how am I supposed to expect a return on investment?" He crosses his arms and leans back, in that way that makes him appear even more gargantuan.

"I'm not the type of person to ask for something like that without reason," you argue, already resigned to his rejection.

"I didn't say no, only that you need some sort of insurance, something so I don't lose out in the end," he explains, his eyes piercing through you.

[eccentricallygothic]

send me prompts/requests <3

with the exception of scat and pedophilia, it can be pretty much anything <3

a brand new scenario, a continuation of one of my pieces, anything <3

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[adrienneleclerc]

On The Job

Pairing: Walter Marshall x Hispanic/Latina!Reader

Summary: Walter Marshall is a protective man by nature, it’s part of being a dad. But being this overprotective with his detective girlfriend can cause some issues

A/N: just a random blurb, I have NO IDEA how real cases like this work so…hope you understand it

Walter and Y/N have been dating for a few months but they’ve been working together for years. However, one case may put a strain on their relationship.

They entered the house with their guns and flashlights in hand.

“Okay, you check the basement and I’ll go upstairs.” Y/N said.

“Are you sure want to split up?” Walter asked.

“Walter, It’s fine, we’ll cover more ground this way.” Y/N said and headed upstairs. Walter headed to the basement slowly, trying not to make much noise in case the kidnapper is near.

“Y/N, what do you see?” Walter asked on the walkie-talkie.

“I found disturbing things…but he’s not here. The closet has a fucking wall of pictures of teen girls.” Y/N said.

“Please be careful up there.” Walter said as he walked further into the basement and saw 3 girls chained up to a wall in their underwear with duct tape over their mouths. “Sh, everything is okay, I’ll get you out of here.” Walter started looking for the key to unlock these chains, or at least some bolt cutters. Everything was going well until Walter heard a gunshot. “I’ll be back.” Walter ran upstairs and saw Y/N standing over the kidnapper. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, Im fine, did you find the captives?” Y/N asked

“Yeah. I’ll take him and you go downstairs.” Walter said as he got the kidnapper off the floor, out him in handcuffs, and walked outside while Y/N released the girls and looked for clothes to cover them up.

“We’ll take you to the hospital, we’ll get you sorted, okay?” Y/N said, trying to comfort them. She helped them out of the house and got them to the ambulance. She met up with Walter.

“I’m so glad you’re okay, you’re not hurt, right?” Walter asked, looking over Y/N.

“I’m perfectly fine, okay.” Y/N said, but as she walked, she felt a pain on her left side. Walter looked over at her with a worried look in his face.

“I’m going to lift up your shirt, okay?” Walter said and when he did, he saw a stab wound. “Fuck, I need to get you to the hospital.” Walter said. They drove to the hospital and the doctor was stitching up Y/N’s wound.

“Alright, you are all set, you just need to clean your stitches everyday with warm water and antibacterial soap. Don’t make any strenuous movement so the stitches won’t open up and keep it covered until your next appointment in two weeks.” The doctor said and he left the hospital room.

“It’s good that the stab wound didn’t hit a kidney or anything, you’re lucky.” Walter said.

“Do you think I can’t do my job?” Y/N asked as they entered Walter’s house.

“Where did that come from? I think you’re a wonderful detective.” Walter said.

“It doesn’t seem that way because tonight you were being all overprotective like ‘are you sure you want to split up?’ And what was that about you leaving the victims downstairs because you heard a gunshot? We’re cops, Walter. It’s not like I’m new to the job, I know what I’m doing.” Y/N

“So what if I’m overprotective? I just want to make sure you’re safe.” Walter asked.

“I AM safe. But this isn’t the first time you’ve done this. It’s like because we are dating, you can’t focus. I thought you said that you can’t let things get personal.” Y/N said.

“I know what I said, Y/N.” Walter said exasperated.

“Then why are you letting things get personal?” Y/N asked.

“Because you are the first woman I’ve dated since my divorce. You are a great detective, I love you so much, but I am overprotective by nature.” Walter said.

“I know you are, bear. But if you could stop, that’d be great.” Y/N said.

“I’ll try. I know you can take care of yourself.” Walter said kissing Y/N’s forehead.

“That means a lot to me, thank you.” Y/N said.

“Now let’s get out of here, we have reports to fill out.” Walter said as he helped her off the examination bed.

[cardierreh15]

Wet Dreams

I do not give anyone permission to repost or copy my work!!!

Warnings 18+: Cursing , Smut , Public Sex , Affair (Cheating) , Biting , Begging , Masturbation (Female Giving) , Doggy Style , Oral (Male Receiving) , Hair Pulling , Facial CumShot , Vocal Male (we love a loud male don’t we)

Description: Walter finds himself daydreaming about his best friend’s gorgeous wife.

Pairing: Walter Marshall x Amarilla (Black!Plus Size Female)

Word Count: 2.5K

Song: Funny How Time Flies - Janet Jackson

Walter covered his yawn with a fist pressed to his gaped mouth. Between this case that just seem to never-ending and not getting an ample amount of sleep every night, he was dragging ass. Everyone around him just became blurbs that happened to walk and talk.

Frankly, the only time he didn’t feel so exhausted was when he was spending time with his daughter, Faye. He didn’t get to spend much time with her anyway but when he did, all of his focus belonged to her.

Walter soon found himself in the break room making himself his 4th cup of coffee that day. With no real remembrance of how he even got here in the first place.

‘Another one?’ His coworker, Linda asked with a smirk. She was walking over to do just the same thing. ‘Demanding day I see.’

‘Mmmm.’ He hummed nodding as he sipped on that freshly brewed coffee.

‘How’s that case coming along?’

‘Do you really wanna know?’ He asked in a less than amused tone.

‘Nah. Just wanted to make conversation.’ She giggled before pushing the blinking button on the coffee maker.

Walter smirked and shook his head, ‘Hmph.’ He huffed and left the break room.

***

The sound of ringing phones, chattering, stapling and flipping papers filled the air around him. It was enough to drive someone insane and to be honest, it was really hard to think this way.

He began to click the end of his pen vigorously, clenching his jaw together. And as the seconds ticked on, the more his nerves began to split. But by the grace of God, his name was called and suddenly, he was distracted all over again.

Looking back over his shoulder, Walter glared at the detention officer tiredly, ‘You have someone here waiting for ya.’

‘Wha?’ He asked himself as he stood up from his seat and followed the officer back towards the front desk. And there, he saw someone he never thought he’d see here.

‘Amarilla?’ Walter stood there dumbfounded for a second as the woman wrote down on the sign in sheet.

The gorgeous woman looked up at him with a charming and bright smile. ‘Walter! Hi!’ She scooped up a medium sized wooden basket with her right arm, and slung her left arm around his waist in a friendly hug.

Walter’s tiredness had seem to vanish for the moment as he beamed with happiness. It had been some time since he’d seen her last and she hadn’t changed much. She still had that gorgeous gingerbread colored skin that was adorned with cute little freckles across her nose. Her smile enchanted him and her pools of honey orbs bewitched him.

He returned the friendly side hug and looked down at her, ‘what are you doing here?! Where’s Matt?’ He looked up at the door to see if he was waiting outside.

‘He ain’t here. Is there somewhere would could talk?’ She asked as her head fell to the side and her left hand rest on her popped out hip.

‘Yeah. Of course come on,’ the two began to walk together down the hall, ‘It ain’t the best but it is quiet.’ He chuckled and the two caught up on their short journey.

***

‘Anyway, how’s Faye? And Angie? You know the last time we saw them that lunatic you put away was running around hurting people.’ She asked as she walked inside of the interrogation room. Then, she placed the wooden basket on the cool metal table and pulled her body up and sat down on the cool top.

‘Well, Faye is getting brattier by the year. Just goes to show that she belongs to me,’ he chuckled and then walked into the room. He then shut the door behind him and locked it. ‘And Angie is… Angie.’

As he approached her, he took the time to truly look her over. His tired eyes roamed over her curvy body. And since his brain was lagging from lack of sleep, his eyes lingered in certain spots longer than usual.

He watched as her chest rose and fell with each breath; causing her cleavage in her dress to spill over just a little more when she exhaled. The image caused a lump to grow in his throat and his mouth to salivate. Damn, you are delicious. He thought to himself.

Then, his eyes dropped to her stomach, her hips and thighs. He was just drinking her in.

‘Walt?’

He jumped, blinking slowly as his eyes finally shifted back up towards her and focused, ‘I’m… sorry, Amarila. Long nights. Long days.’

‘I believe it!’ Her head fell to the side as she cross her right leg over the other and rest her hands back against the table. ‘Are you just having trouble getting to bed or?’

‘Mostly…’ he said as he rubbed his face and folded his arms together.

Amarilla hummed softly, ‘hmm.’ And sized him quickly. Suddenly, she smirked — and then a twinkle beamed in her eye. ‘I think I may have the remedy for tiredness.’ And she carefully hopped off the table.

‘Listen, I have melatonin prescribed to me. At a dangerous amount might I add… anything you give me wouldn’t—‘

She walked up to him, slow and sensual. Her hips swaying with each step. Then, she pressed her acrylic nail against his lips. ‘Shhhh… when are you gonna learn… western medicine could never do the job which is why they keep having you go back so you can get more until it kills you…’ her voice was warm… sexy. ‘I have a more— natural remedy… one that’s been able to put Matt to bed quite a few times.’

Walter stared down at her, a little uncomfortable at the fact that she had those big pretty breasts pressed against his abdomen. And being that she was this close to him in such a wanting manner, he knew exactly what remedy she had.

The seductress grabbed his arm that was folded against his chest, and placed his large hand on her ass.

‘Awww damn.’ Walter groaned with his head falling back. ‘Amarilla, what are you doing?’ But he didn’t dare take his hand from that spot.

‘I’m helping a friend,’ her head fell to the side as she licked her full lips, ‘I’d do anything for my friends… and you are my friend,’ she reached down and caressed his slowly growing member through his jeans. ‘Aren’t you Walter?’

He let out a shuddered breath at her touch and then looked down at her, ‘Yes… I am.’

‘Good.’ She said as she grinned up at him.

He just stared down at her as she leaned up to kiss him. And soon enough, he’d met her half way and their lips crashed into one. He’d let out a slow exhale through his nose as she took all the breath from his lungs with that kiss.

But just because he was breathless didn’t mean he was dead. He held on to her ass, slowly digging his fingers into it; gripping her. His other hand roamed up her waist and his finger tips grazed her soft cleavage.

Once the kiss was broken, his lips found a new warmth. He kissed beneath her jaw, then the nape where her neck met her shoulder. There, he placed a gentle bite. And doing so, earned him a feverish moan to escape her lips, ‘ahhh.’

Walter throbbed in his pants at her reaction. Lord have mercy he just wanted to make her his. Forget the fact that she didn’t belong to him but, he wanted her more than he ever wanted someone.

She reached down between them with her right hand and began to unbuckle his belt and pants; while her other hand guided his chin back up so she could indulge on his lips once more. Once the obstacle course of his pants were out of the way, she didn’t hesitate to pull his veiny, throbbing member out of his pants and give it a gentle squeeze.

‘Mmm.’ Hummed Walter.

Amarilla let out a playful giggle and started to give him slow teasing strokes.

Walter hissed as she massaged at his erection. ‘Mmmm. Damn, Amarilla. This is so bad.’ He groaned as his head fell back, covering his face with his hands to muffle his calls.

‘It’s not. I’m only doing a friend a favor remember?’ She mewed out softly.

‘Fuck.’

‘Let me do the honors of making you feel good… from one friend.. to another.’ Then she slowly, carefully got on her knees before him.

Walter watched her, his chest heaving heavily as he was trying to piece all of this together and catch his breath.

He was massive. Hung and with unreleased seed that was waiting to be planted somewhere. Her eyes didn’t show a single ounce of fear or doubt. She opened her pretty little mouth and wrapped her lips around his uncut member.

Walter closed his eyes, ‘ahhhh…’ he moaned, ‘shit.’

She bobbed her head slowly on his length, allowing her cheeks and lips to get use this foreign object. Damn, Matt wasn’t as nearly as big as this. I better be careful. She thought to herself as she rest her hands on his thighs and gave them a gentle squeeze.

He looked down at her, his tired eyes now darkened with pure want and lust. He reached down, running his fingers through her pretty, freshly done twists. Then, he gripped them and started bobbing her head faster. ‘Ugggh, fuck. That pretty mouth feels so fucking good.’

Amarilla suddenly found herself shoving him deeper and deeper in her mouth and soon, she’d lost control and he began to thrust. Reaching down to grab her chin so she wouldn’t move, he kept trying to push her limits by bit by bit touching the back of her throat. And when it became too much for her, she placed her hands on his thighs and pulled away.

She gasped as she tried to catch her breath. His dick was coated in thick, sticky spit. So her being her, she went back in; allowing him to fuck her mouth as he saw fit.

Though she kept having to pull away so she could breathe, she found it sexy as hell how he would get so close to his finish but abort mission.

‘I want to feel you first. You’re just too pretty not to fuck.’

She grinned, wiping the corner of her lips with her thumb. He then reached down and brought her up to her feet. Without a moment to spare, he kissed her one more time. ‘Turn around.’ He demanded.

At his command, Amarilla turned her back on him, her big round ass pressed against his cock. Playfully, she bent over before him, her arms stretched out on the metal desk before them.

Lifting her body con fitted dress, he was marveled at this wonderful sight. She had a cute little heart tattoo on her right ass cheek. ‘That’s cute.’ He chuckled.

‘What?’ She asked, genuinely confused.

‘Your tattoo. I think it’s cute.’

‘Oh, Tehehe. Thanks!’

He pulled her panties off of her hips before she looked back, ‘You can take those home with you… may help you sleep good on other nights.’ She giggled.

‘Hmm,’ he smirked, ‘don’t mind if I do.’ And he shoved them in his back pocket for safe keeping.

Walter casually reached down to grab his member and press it against her wet slit. Desperately, she wiggled her hips back against him and he couldn’t help but sink within her. ‘Uhhhhhh— fuck—‘ he was damn near fighting his way in!

‘Oooohhhh yes.’ She moaned out, her eyes slightly rolling back and drifting close. A familiar numbness covered her body like an invisible shroud. And as soon as he began to thrust, she could already feel the impending orgasm brewing in her lower belly.

Resting his large hands on her waist, he slightly dug his hands in her. He wanted to make sure she wouldn’t try to crawl away from him. He needed her more than she could imagine right now. ‘Mmm! Mmm! Damn this pussy is so good! You’ve been hiding this from me!’ He said through gritted teeth, slamming his hips into her.

‘Uggghh! Yes! Please don’t fucking stop! Augh!’ She begged; looking back at him with puppy like eyes, her voice soft but menacingly.

With his hips ramming into hers, their sound echoed around in that small room. It sounded as if there was a single applause by they were the only ones there and no one was clapping.

Amarilla took it upon herself at one point and threw her ass back against him as he thrusted forward. And that was the icing on the cake. It didn’t take Walter long to finally succumb to her.

His knees buckled, and his thrusts became staggered, messy. His eyebrows tugged into one and his teeth clenched together. ‘Ugh! I’m gonna— I’m gonna …—‘ he pulled out of her in a hurry and pulled her down to her knees.

Mouth wide open and her tongue sticking out flat, she waited for Walter to create a masterpiece on her face.

Walter stroked his member a few times over her face, ‘Ugh! Ugh yeah… I’m there baby. Hold it!’ He let a loud god calling groan as he sprayed his seed on her pretty face. Completely emptying himself of what he had brewed up for a long time. ‘Ugggghhhh shiiiit.’

With that load, he was bound to get her pregnant.

She reached up and stroked him the rest of the way, squeezing out any left over cum he didn’t get out. She finally swallowed whatever that got in her mouth, and licked the left overs off of her thumb. ‘Mmmm.’ She moaned softly as she looked up at him happily.

Walter was too busy trying to catch his breath, and staring down at her in pure amazement.

‘Good Job my friend… now you’ll be able to sleep good tonight.’ She cheered happily.

‘Oh, thank you… so much… could I call you if I’m having anymore trouble?’ He said still trying to regain his composure.

‘Of course, Walter,’ she stood up and grabbed a napkin out of the picnic basket. ‘That’s what friends are for… to be there for each other.’ She then shot him a wink.

—

‘Walt, Walter? Hey? Anybody home?!’ She asked waving her hand over her friends tired eyes.

He had seem to blink himself out of a trance— a daydream of some sort. ‘Oh… sorry just— extremely tired…’ he groaned softly as he folded his arms and sat down at the table.

‘How often do you get rest?’ Amarilla asked with concern.

‘Not as often as I should, Amarilla…’

The room grew quiet for a moment, he was getting lost in the thought of sleep now… until—

‘I think I can help out with that.’ She said looking back at him over her shoulder with daring eyes.

Walter looked up at her and swallowed his spit. ‘Wha— what do you mean?’

‘Oh, don’t worry… it’s completely healthy… and 100% vegan.’

[cathygeha]

REVIEW

Ashes Never Lie by Lee Goldberg

Sharpe & Walker #2

Fires, fraud, and the FBI cause issues for Sharpe and Walker as they  work on cases that see their team working with the Eve and Duncan of the Eve Ronin series ~ Enjoyed this one!

What I liked:

* The setting that took me back to places I remember from the first two decades of my life in Southern California

* The intersection of the two Goldberg series and catching up with the main characters of both

* The way Walker and Eve worked together with their senior partners to solve more than one murder and arson case

* Learning more about fires, how fires are started, how arson investigators do their jobs, and what motivates a few types of criminal behavior

* The dynamics between the characters – the respect they have for one another, their communication, and their jokes

* That the married main characters are well grounded and love their spouses

* That the story made me think, I cared about the outcome, and was invested in the story

* The plot, pacing, setting, and writing

* That I smiled from time to time

* The police procedural aspects of the story

* That the bad guys were revealed and dealt with by the end of the book

* Knowing that there will be more books in the series to look forward to

What I didn’t like: * Who and what I was meant not to like

* Thinking about how different some people’s minds be to do the things that some of the characters in this book thought were okay to do

Did I enjoy this book? Yes

Would I read more by this author/in this series? Yes

Thank you to NetGalley and Thomas & Mercer for the ARC – This is my honest review.

4-5 Stars

BLURB

The secrets hidden in smoldering ashes hold the fate of a city in an explosive thriller by #1 New York Times bestselling author Lee Goldberg. Vacant homes in a new housing development are erupting into flames in broad daylight with no apparent cause. It’s a perplexing mystery for dogged arson investigator Walter Sharpe and his restless new partner, Andrew Walker, an ex–US marshal who craves action. But as they puzzle over the blazes, another home miles away burns to the ground, leaving a man’s corpse in the ashes and homicide detectives Eve Ronin and Duncan Pavone demanding answers. The burn patterns and charred body tell Sharpe a bizarre story that only creates more questions for Eve. So the four detectives team up to find the answers. Their investigation into the two unrelated cases leads to one shocking discovery after another. Now they must gamble their lives to unmask a brilliant arsonist, crack open a massive swindle, track down a desperate fugitive with a terrifying secret, and race against time to save thousands of people from an agonizing death.

[ilyrafe]

𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚 ✧ 𝒘. 𝒎.

as much as you love walter, you can’t sleep with him holding you like a koala bear. it’s such a warm night and the ac isn’t enough. walter is a warm person, literally and figuratively. he exudes heat, and normally you love it, but not when he’s practically on top of you in the warmest night of the year.

when you finally get rid of his muscular arms and your back is no longer against his chest, you feel a wave of relief. his bed is huge, and there’s so much space left!

you puff your pillow just a bit farther away from him, and get ready to continue your sleep, now in a much better position. you lay down facing him, and when you see the pout in his lips and slightly angered expression on his face, your heart melts.

god, you love this moody man.

still in your place, you grab one of his hand and intertwine your fingers, letting both hands rest in the middle of you two, and you fall asleep to the scene of his face softening up.

[henrys-little-princess]

I Know You're Not Asleep

hi darlings! i decided that we need a little walter softness tonight, so here you all go!! -xo poppet :)

soft!walter marshall x reader, rated g

tag list (inbox to be added): @thereisa8ella @myloveforhenrycavill @lharrietg @little-brattyangel @nerra75 @mansaaay @nostxlgia18 @pixie88 @dontmindmejustprocrastinating

You loved your boyfriend, you really did. And you loved when the two of you cuddled each other to sleep, because as much as Walter hated to admit it, he was secretly a huge softie who thrived on kisses and nudges and getting his hair played with. And you especially loved falling asleep in his arms, feeling safe and protected and warm and loved.

But you did not love when he hogged the bed.

It didn't happen often, but just enough to warrant you getting mad about it. It was a rare occasion where the two of you did not fall asleep in each other's arms and Walter felt the need to starfish on the bed like a big baby, silently begging for attention, as if you could ever ignore him. Because that was what he did, he wouldn't ask for cuddles, no, he would take up more than half the bed until you got annoyed and gave him attention. Sometimes it was endearing, but sometimes you wanted to kung fu him right not the floor.

Tonight was one of those nights.

Walter had gone to bed first after a long day at the office and you had been finishing up some work so you told him that you would join him later. It was now two hours later and you were ready to crawl into bed, only to see that Walter was taking up half of it.

You sighed and lifted up the covers. You knew that he wasn't asleep. He couldn't sleep without you. So you poked his bicep.

"Shove over, I know you're not asleep," you whispered as you tried to shimmy into bed next to him. Usually you loved your boyfriend's big muscles but he took up soo much room!

"No," he muttered against the pillow. "I'm sleeping."

"Uhhhh," you said incredulously as you finally managed to get into bed and pull up the covers. "Because people who are asleep can have conversations."

"I'm sleep talking."

"Sure," you rolled your eyes, but still smiled as you did the only thing you knew would get him to move: card your fingers through his hair.

The affect it had on Walter was immediate. Within seconds he had curled up against you, no longer sprawled across the bed, and was nuzzling his head against your hand, begging for more attention. His lips pressed lazy, sleepy kisses to your arms.

You pressed your own lips to the crown of his head as you settled into your usual position.

"You're a real piece of work Walter," you said. "You know you can just ask for cuddles."

"What if word got out that the feared detective had gone soft?" he asked.

"I wouldn't tell anyone," you promised.

"Hmm," he pretended to consider. "I'd rather protect my reputation."

You rolled your eyes. "Protect whatever you want, but try to sleep now. You have a long day tomorrow." He had a long day every day, but that was besides the point.

"You know I can't sleep without you," he muttered, his deep voice growing deeper with sleep.

"But I'm here now baby," you whispered. "Shhh, go to sleep."

He pressed one more lazy kiss to your cheek before closing his eyes and you continued to run your fingers through his curls as he drifted off.

[keanureevesisbae]

I need more of this Walter car breakdown prompt 🤤

This is tiny sequel of Car trouble pt. 1 and Car trouble pt. 2

Walter Marshall x fem!reader

Warnings: Mention of smut, oral (female receiving)

Wordcount: 682

You were Walter’s little secret and for the time being you would remain his secret. He knew how the guys in town spoke about you, how desired you were, and while he wanted to show you off and rub in their faces that he was the one that you chose, he also knew how gossip in this town worked. If anyone knew about the two of you, you would get the short end of the stick, especially since Walter was 15 years your senior.

That was just asking for gossip and he didn’t want to put you through that.

Like every other day, he would walk in the cafe, order his cappuccino to go and receive one of those lovely smiles of yours. During the day he’d send you texts, telling you how beautiful you are, how much he misses you and how he can’t wait to see you later on. And then, at night, he secretly goes to your apartment or you go to his place and you have earth shattering sex every single time.

It’s nine in the evening when his doorbell rings and when he opens it, he sees you with a large smile on your face. ‘Hi detective,’ you say, in a tone knowing that will turn him on. ‘I heard you had some wine I needed to taste?’

A tease, that’s one way of describing you. Always that smile, always that lip bite, that look.

‘Nothing’s wrong with your hearing, beautiful, come on in.’ Walter takes a step to the side and you walk in. He takes your coat from you and stares down your legs, completely accentuated because of the short dress. It’s barely a dress, really, it’s a piece of lingerie at most. If you were to go out now, there is a change he wouldn’t have let you go.

You take a seat next to him at the table, the nose of your high heel stroking against his calf. ‘Detective,’ you start to say, ‘why didn’t you come in this morning?’

‘Had a case, princess,’ he says, holding your hand in his. ‘I’m making it up to you, right?’

You nod, before standing up from your seat. ‘You’re done?’

‘No, princess, I can clean it up.’

You fingers hold his chin, forcing him to look at you. ‘You had a case,’ you say, ‘so allow me to take care of you now, okay?’

Walter can’t do anything, but simply nod and watches you walk away in the short dress. The hem rides up a little, only Walter to notice there is a change you’re not wearing underwear. When you bend over a little to place something in the dishwasher, he can be certain you are not wearing underwear.

You sway your hips as you walk over to him again, straddling his thighs. ‘You like my dress?’ you ask him.

‘You can’t call this a dress,’ he chuckles. ‘Can’t believe you’re not wearing underwear. You went out like this?’

You smile. ‘But don’t you worry, the car you arranged for me brought me from my place to yours without any trouble.’

Walter bites his bottom lip, as he watches you unbuttoning your dress, revealing nothing more than just your bare body. No underwear, no bra, just your naked body.

You continue to surprise him.

‘Detective, you want your dessert?’

‘I thought you never ask,’ he says with a smile, lifting you up on the edge of the table. He pulls his seat closer, before you place your legs over his shoulders.

He presses kisses on your inner thigh, everywhere but where you need him the most. The moans that leave your lips are killing him and finally you’ve had enough. One of your hands reaches down, tangle through your hairs and pulls him towards your cunt. He can’t help but chuckle at your desperation.

‘Detective, please,’ you beg, ‘come on, I need you.’

‘You sure?’ he asks, looking up at you. ‘Because if I give in, it’s gonna be a long night for you.’

You cock an eyebrow. ‘You don’t think I can handle that?’

✨Why are all the police officers I encounter ugly? I need myself someone who I can either call officer of detective, but has the daddy vibe, you know what im saying? 👉🏽👈🏽 ✨

[princessphilly]

For all my Henry Cavill fic lovers, a Walter Marshall fic for my Breeding Kink Challenge

CW: pursuit and capture, slight cnc, breeding, creampie, gag, smut, pet names, dirty talk, verbal degradation. Reader is plus sized.

Tagging: @ysmmsy @angryschnauzer @darklydeliciousdesires

“You have five minutes to run, sweetheart.”

“You feel so good for me, sweetheart, so nice and wet.”

You moaned at Walter’s words as he fingered you, his other hand holding you at the waist. His thick fingers felt so good, getting you nice and ready for him.

**

You ran through the yard, ducking under a low branch. From the timer on your smartwatch, your five minutes were almost up. You had to hide and hide quickly, or you were going to get fucked wherever you were found.

It was a game, a game of hide and seek. You had started it by texting Walter that you wanted to play today. It was the first day you both had a day off. A magical Tuesday that you expected to spend all night tied up. You hadn’t expected to spend an afternoon running for your Dom.

“You can always safeword,” Walter had reminded you. But you stuck out your tongue and ran.

**

“My bad little slut, running from your Sir,” Walter began as his cock sunk into your pussy. “It must excite you to get caught, your cunt is leaking down your thighs.”

Voice muffled by panties stuffed into your mouth, you wanted to tell him to fuck you faster. But as if he could read your mind, Walter began to give you slow strokes, enough to let you feel just how big he was but not enough to get you close to the edge. However, each stroke rubbed your gspot, letting you know just how good it was when you finally came.

**

You heard him, his heavy footsteps in the distance. You tried to move some more, making sure you were deep in the trees, far away from the house and the road. As quietly as possible, you sought to get deeper but you felt a strong arm push you lightly, pinning you to the ground.

“Twenty minutes. Almost makes me think you want this more than me, sweetheart.”

**

“No more games sweetheart, you’re going to take my cock,” Walter started as he thrusts became harder.

“Going to breed you, make you nice and rounder so that you can stop running from me.”

Grunting at his words, you squeezed his coco using your kegels, earning a pleased grunt from Walter.

“Gonna fill you up every moment I got until you have my child.”

You moaned into your panties gag at Walter’s words and the feel of his talented fingers on your clit.

“My pussy keeps squeezing me harder. It wants the same thing, right, sweetheart?”

Then you both heard voices and surprisingly, you felt yourself get closer to your peak. Walter let out a strangled chuckle. “Fuck, that’s dirty, sweetheart. You like the idea of maybe being caught. Yeah, take my cock, I’m about to cum.”

You made noises as Walter hit your gspot again and you came. That was enough to send Walter over the edge as he rutted into you with a low groan.

Moments later, you sought to move from being face down, ass up, but a strong hand kept you in place.

“I wasn’t lying, I’m making sure my cum knocks you up.”

[sultryfandoms]

"What the fuck is your problem Eddie?! Cody didn't do anything wrong!" I spat and pushed his chest but he didn't budge

"That asshole shouldn't be flirting with you like that! You deserve better than a man who babysits a spoiled brat!" He spat back in anger as his accent was getting thicker

"Why do you care so much? You're the one who ended our arrangement and now you're getting angry that my attention isn't on you anymore? And besides, I hate you and you hate me, it has always been that way. " I scoffed, pushing him one last time but he caught my hand and held it "Let go already!"

"We both know that's not true princess, because if I did hate you... I wouldn't be angry at the fact that Cody flirted with you... And I wouldn't be here, wanting to kiss you again and take back everything I said that night." He sighed as I stared at his beautiful green eyes...

The eyes that made me fall in love with him.

"What are you trying to say Edward?" He lets go of my hand as he caressed my cheeks

"I've fallen in love with you... And I don't want to give myself hope that you'll-" I cut him off with a deep and passionate kiss, his arms instantly trapped my waist around them.

"I've been into you since the day we met, you were being a dick to me though so I became a bitch towards you." I whispered once we pulled away "And on the day you broke it off, I was going to tell you that I want something more than being enemies with benefits." I giggled as he cursed

"Dammit! I was a dick because I thought you were into Walker! And he's part of the reason why I called our arrangement off!" He exclaims, making me burst out laughing "What the fuck is so funny?!" He asked

"My real name is Safina Lynne WALKER. I'm his youngest sister." I giggled "You were jealous of my own brother?" I teased

"Shut up, I didn't know alright? He and I aren't exactly buddies, he's too busy with the Dark Order." He huffs

"He actually knows about our little arrangement" I pouted "Sofia caught us sneaking out of your locker room with Mox and told him."

"Sofia? Sofia Karlsen? Why would she tell him about us?" He frowns

"You really can't see the resemblance?" I teased as his eyes widened in realization

"She's your sister!" He points out and I nodded with a grin

"Mhm and they don't mind us." I assured him and kissed his lips sweetly, not hearing the door open

"You have some explaining to do pumpkin." A familiar voice said, making Eddie and I pull away

"And introductions too... Seeing that you're kissing him." Another voice said

Oh no...

"I told you both not to barge into other people's locker rooms!" August spat and glared at our two older brothers "Oh Saf, did the two of you make up already?" He raised his eyebrows as Marshall and Sy looked at me expectantly

I mouthed "I hate you" towards him before nodding my head and clearing my throat "Boys, this is Eddie... My boyfriend... Eddie, these are my brothers... Sy, Marshall and of course you already know August."

"I'm a dead man if I hurt her aren't I?" Eddie blurts out

"Damn right you are!" Marshall spat, grabbing him by the collars, shocking Eddie and I

"Marshall!" I tried to shield Eddie from him "Enough!"

"What did I miss?" Another familiar voice said as he held a bag of chips

"Marsh is going to kick some ass, the unlucky victim is Safina's boyfriend apparently." Sy chuckled

"I bet that he's going to break up with her after this." Napoleon, my last older brother chuckled as well

"I'll take that bet Leon "- August said with a wink my way

"Seriously?! This is why I don't tell you guys about any of my relationships!" I spat as I pushed Marshall away and grabbed Eddie's hand, dragging him out of his own locker room.

I sighed once we sat on a crate far from his locker room that they won't interrupt us anymore "You can still run if you want to Eddie. My brothers have always been protective of me, especially Sy and Marshall." I blushed in embarrassment.

"Never princess, your brothers don't scare me. I'm yours." He smirked "Well except for Marshall. That man is fucking intense" He admits, I giggled and kissed his cheek

"Don't worry, Luis is scared of him too." I mention my brother in law with a playful smirk

"I'm glad I'm not the only one." He chuckled before kissing me sweetly, I kissed him back

"I love you Safina..."

"And I love you Edward..."

[writingfortoomanyfandoms]

Walter Marshall x reader: partners in love (feat his daughter Faye)

I hope this is alright!

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“Dad?” Faye hollered, slamming the front door behind her.

“In the kitchen,” Walter replied, his words coming out slightly pained as he shifted in his seat to face towards the kitchen door.

“Stop moving,” Y/N chastised, glancing over at him from where she was cooking, clucking her tongue disapprovingly at him. Walter rolled his eyes in response, but the action was clearly affectionate.

“Sorry Nurse Y/L/N.”

“Shut up,” Y/N laughed, throwing a tea towel at his face.

“Y/N! You're here!”

Any thoughts towards her father clearly very quickly left Faye’s mind as her eyes fell on Walter’s work partner cooking in the kitchen and she rushed towards her, Y/N grinning as she opened her arms ready to embrace the young girl.

“So glad that I get overshadowed in my own home.”

“It’s not my fault that I’m so much superior to you,” Y/N countered, pressing a kiss to Faye’s forehead before turning back to the cooking. “But you should check on him, Faye, I’m afraid your father has been a bit of an idiot today.”

“Y/N!” Walter huffed, annoyed that she would dob him in so quickly. Y/N bit her lip, trying to hold back her laughter, still looking at the cooking.

“What happened?” Faye asked, frowning at her father.

“It’s just a scratch, kiddo, don’t worry about it,” Walter dismissed easily. Y/N snorted in amusement at his words.

“Did you get shot again?”

“No. Definitely didn’t get shot again,” Walter assured her, smiling faintly at his daughter and not missing the way that his colleague’s shoulders were shaking with suppressed laughter.

“He just got into a fight with some stationary today when we were filling in paperwork is all,” Y/N informed Faye.

Finishing blurbs from the 5K Celebration

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Long title here!

Hehe sorry yeah that was the title 😭 sorry for doing too much but thank you!

What’s a thing like you doing in a place like this…. On the side of the road

"You're lucky you didn't get hurt," the burly man says more as a reprimand than from concern.

You wring your hands and survey the damage of your smoking car. He's right but that doesn't make it any less scary.

"Guess you should head back to my place, call a tow," he puts his hands on his hips.

You look at your phone, still no signal; what choice do you have?

[imnotwolverine]

Mood blurb - Nighthunter 

His skin had become pale under the TL light of his desk, long nights marking deep circles under his eyes. 

Marshall practically lived for his job, at his job. 

His eyebrows ever frowning, a lasting wrinkle now creasing the skin between his pensive blue eyes. 

On rare days he’d be home for dinner, but usually it was only after you had crawled beneath the duvet that you would hear the front door click open, a soft sigh echoing through the small hallway of your apartment. 

He was home. 

And like always, he kicked off his boots and shuffled into the bedroom, finding you in bed, eyes closed, though never truly asleep. 

‘Hey.’ You whispered groggily, blinking open an eye and seeing his silhouette carved in the sliver of light that came from the opened bedroom door. 

‘Go to sleep dear.’ He hushed, stepping closer and brushing a warm hand over your shower-fresh hair. 

‘Mm-mmm.’ You disagreed, yawning and stretching out your arms, wrapping them around the nearest limb you could grasp onto; his leg. 

He grumbled something indiscernible - OH your grumpy bear -, before finally mumbling; ‘Scoot over.’ 

And of course, you gladly did, him on top of the sheets and you below, his head laying down on your pillow as he sniffed in the scent of your shampoo. 

‘Can’t sleep?’ He asked quietly, to which you yawned again, your nimble fingers searching for his sweater-covered arm and dragging it over your sleepy form. 

‘Hmm.’ He sighed, understanding just what you needed, his body turning sideways so he could envelop you in his warm, bear-like hug. And also like always you hummed in satisfaction, wiggling a little to get comfortable in his embrace. 

‘Sleep well dear.’ He whispered tenderly, his voice already starting to droop with tiredness, to which you could only agree. 

‘You too, Walt.’ 

Soon enough, the Sandman came, the lights in the hallway forgotten and Walter not even beneath the sheets. But honestly..it didn’t matter. He was safe and that’s what counted, your fingers tracing calm circles over his hand until you too drifted off, dreaming soundly in the arms of your sweet bear of a man. 

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Author’s note: Ugh..today’s been so depressing. Sometimes you just have those days, right? All I want is to cuddle up with big bear Walter and sniff his soft sweater after a long day at work. 😩

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[viking-raider]

Okay sound's really gross and probably tmi but could I have a small fluff blurb on anyone one of his characters you feel like writing... Basically taking care of his girl after a period accident. Like seriously I'm having the worst period I've had in years (I need a blood test/transfusion tomorrow stupid anemia!) and kind of keep flooding everywhere for the first time since I started them...Just a pick me up cos I could crawl under a rock and die at this point Im so very embarrassed 😭😭😭

Walter had seen blood before, it was part of his job’s MO. So, when he got home after a long night shift at the station, it was 5am. He tried being as quiet as possible, knowing that your period was taking a great deal out of you.

So, when he pulled back the blankets to crawl into bed with you, he noticed the two spots of blood, one on the back of your sleeping shorts and another on the bed sheet, it didn’t bother or alarm him. Marshall just carefully uncovered you and went into the bathroom, closing the door a bit, so the bathroom light didn’t startle you awake, and turned on the shower.

      “Babe.” He whispered, rubbing your arm and stroking the side of your face, until you woke.       “What, Walt?” You whimpered back, curling up into yourself as a wave of cramps hit you.

He explained what he found, making you groan with embarrassment, but you got up and sleepily stumbled into the bathroom, stripping off your soiled sleeping shorts and panties, then slipped into the pleasantly warm spray of the shower. Walter stripped the fitted sheet off the bed and gathered up your shorts and panties, taking them downstairs and threw them in the wash, before returning to the bedroom and remaking the bed, grabbed you clean shorts and panties, then joined you in the shower.

     “I’m sorry, Walt.” You mumbled, as he kneaded your hips and lower back in his large mits, making you groan more than the hot water cascading over the two of you.     “It’s just part of nature, love.” He whispered, kissing your neck and shoulder.

[racingtowardsaredlight]

I’ve been up since 7 am with cramps, a headache, and the worst period flow I’ve had in months sooo I need some fluffy Henry ideas in my askbox please and thank you

Literally just laying in bed watching his movies with nothing to do because I can’t walk with the pain

[cathygeha]

REVIEW

Malibu Burning by Lee Goldberg

Sharpe & Walker #1

Fiery, fast paced, immersive beginning to a new series with great promise!

What I liked: * Danny Cole: master thief, conman, a bit of a Robin Hood, charismatic, brilliant, strategic thinker, wealthy, and puts the humanity before money

* Walter Sharpe: arson investigator, intelligent, puzzle solver, experienced, looks for clues and facts to verify when investigating fires, willing to share knowledge, doesn’t jump to conclusions

* Andrew Walker: new to arson investigation after working as a US Marshall, married, soon to be a father, “hunter” who always gets his man, a bit of an adrenaline junkie…maybe

* The introduction to Sharpe & Walker and the foundation for their working together as a team – would like to know more about them

* Danny and the team he put together for the heist

* That rights that were wronged

* Being able to see the story and believing it would work on the big or small screen

* Being able to relate to the fires as I grew up in California and have experienced and seen fires like those described

* Knowing there is another book to look forward to in the series

What I didn’t like: * Who and what I was meant not to like

* The fires and the damage they do – wish that Danny had come up with a less damaging way to achieve his goals – so many animals suffer as well as the land destroyed

Did I like this book? Yes

Would I read more in this series? Yes

Thank you to NetGalley and Thomas & Mercer for the ARC – This is my honest review.

4-5 Stars

BLURB

For a professional criminal and a relentless arson investigator, fear and revenge spread like wildfire in a an incendiary thriller by #1 New York Times bestselling author Lee Goldberg. Hell comes to Southern California every October. It rides in on searing Santa Ana winds that blast at near hurricane force, igniting voracious wildfires. Master thief Danny Cole longs for the flames. A tsunami of fire is exactly what he needs to pull off a daring crime and avenge a fallen friend. As the most devastating firestorms in Los Angeles’ history scorch the hills of Malibu, relentless arson investigator Walter Sharpe and his wild card of a new partner, Andrew Walker, a former US marshal, suspect that someone set the massive blazes intentionally, a terrifying means to an unknown end. While the flames rage out of control, Danny pursues his brilliant scheme, unaware that Sharpe and Walker are closing in. But when they all collide in a canyon of fire, everything changes, pitting them against an unexpected enemy within an inescapable inferno.