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My Favorite Edit | Matt Sturniolo

I asked a friend of mine to make me t w o different edits for t w o different one shots, so the credit for these edits is all her! 🖤 The edit will be posted within the fanfic, but her socials are linked right below! I’m also pretty sure tumblr ruined the quality, so if you wanna see it without tumblr quality, click below.

Instagram - jas.sturn_ | TikTok - http.sturnx

Here is Chris’ version 🖤

∶ Summary: While doing an interview, reader gets asked about fan edits

∶ Warnings: slight flirting, kissing, fluff

∶ Word Count: 2.7k | unedited

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“Hello hello everybody, and welcome back to the podcast.”

You smile at the host, Lydia, as she continues, “I know you all have wanted me to bring on y/n, and let me tell you the wait is over because, for the listeners, I have her sitting right across from me, hello, y/n.”

“Hello, Lydia. Thank you so much for having me on!” You smile and she scoffs, “Thank you for coming on! I cannot tell you how many comments I’ve seen requesting to bring you on.”

“Same with me! I kept seeing stuff like, go on the Chatter Babe Podcast!” You laugh, “I’m just finally happy I get a break to do this!”

“Right, you’re a busy busy girl.” She laughs, “So today, we can talk about whatever it is you want, I mean I have a few topics I want to cover but they should be quick.”

You nod, “Fire away, girl.”

“Okay so first off, is it true that you’re working on a new movie?” She squints and you smirk, “No comment on that.”

She gasps, “I’m getting a yes from that, but I understand that you’re not obligated to speak on it, so moving on. Your last movie, when is it coming out?”

“Should be out within the next month.. it has to go through editing and getting finalized and all of that, but the premiere date is arriving quickly.”

“Can you tell us that date?” Lydia asks and you smile, “February twentieth.”

She gasps, “oh thats my birthday!”

“Wow, that’s so weird..” you reach down into your purse and pull out two tickets to the premiere, “I just happen to have these for that day and I figured you would like to come.”

She gasps louder, “Oh, y/n. You did not!”

“Happy early birthday.” You laugh, “This is also a thank you for bringing me on today.”

“Oh I’m going to cry. You’re literally so sweet.” She takes the tickets, “Oh I’m so exited. I’m going to tell Ryan to cancel anything and everything that he has planned because this is better.”

You laugh, “Oh, no. Don’t say that.”

She shakes her head, letting out a sigh, “anyway.” She laughs, “Oh! Did you see the one edit a fan made? They like took clips from my videos and mashed them with yours to make it look like we collabed finally?”

“No!” You laugh, “I didn’t, but now I kind of want to see it!”

You watch as Lydia pulls it up, turning his phone to let you watch.

“That’s actually crazy.” You lean back, “I mean, they got their wish.” You shake your head, “I have major respect for editors. I see a few pop up on my feed every now and then and I watch them a few times because it amazes me just how much effort they actually put into them.”

“Right? Like I want to know how many hours one edit takes, you know? Like they have to take at least an hour if not more.” Lydia shakes her head, “So you said you see some every now and then, what kind of ones do you get? Sometimes I get the grinch ones and I’m like how and the hell did that get on there?”

You laugh, “No, I get those, too. It always shocks me because I’m like, wait, how did I get here?” You sigh, “I get those, and then every now and then I’ll see some of my friends and I’ll send them to them and be like look at you!”

“Who are those friends?” Lydia tilts her head and you laugh, “some of my girl friends and then the triplets, Nick, Matt, and Chris.”

“Do they like the edits?” She asks and you tilt your head back and forth, “They like the funny ones, like when the fans clip the more funny moments from their weekly videos.”

She nods, “I like the edits that are like synced with the music behind it, you know what I mean.” You nod, “Yes, I like those ones too.”

“So. Speaking of, the triplets..” she smirks and you sigh, smirking at her, “Whaaat?”

“Out of the three of them, do you have an edit that you love the most for just one of them?” She tilts her head and your jaw drops slightly as you laugh, “I love them all equally.”

Lydia points, “Ooh with an answer like that I think you do have one in particular!”

You did have one, one that you vowed to never let see the light of day.

You shake your head, “I mean..”

“See!” She sits criss crossed on her chair and laughs, “Show me! Show me!”

You sign, “Fine, but you can’t tell anyone.” You glance towards the camera, “Not like that matters.” You laugh, pulling up the edit on your phone and you lean over to show her.

“All of you keyboard warriors out there will have to use the sound to your best ability.” She laughs and leans in, staring at the screen as the edit plays.

She leans back with a smirk, “Oh I fucking knew it!”

“No you didn’t, shush.” You put your phone away and you fail at hiding your smile, “He doesn’t know I have this. He doesn’t know anything.”

“Are there secret feelings here that I’m getting a whiff of, because if so, wowza you guys would literally break the internet.” Lydia grips her chair, “Like, I know you guys are close, and for a while there I thought you guys were a thing.”

“We’re just really good friends, Lyd.” You assure, more so trying to convince yourself more than her, “If shit happens, it happens. One thing I’ve learned over the last year, is that you just have to step back and just let things go the way they’re meant to.”

“Wow, that’s actually really good advice, y/n.” She nods, turning to look in the camera, “I’m not going to say any names, but if the person I just watched in this edit is watching, you better step up your game because you’d be stupid not to snatch this bitch up.”

You cover your mouth laughing, “Thank you for that. I hope he got the message.”

She laughs, “I hope it did something.”

After an hour, you were finally done and just chatting off camera, “So does he really not know you have that?”

You shake your head, “That’s one that I kept to myself and until today, wasn’t ever going to see the outside of my folder.”

“I’m serious, you guys would be a hot ass couple.” She raises her brows, “I think after tomorrow.. you’re going to have yourself a date to your movie premiere.”

“After tomorrow, I’m not going to ever get a piece of peace and quiet, especially from them. They’re going to hound me until they know.” You laugh, pulling out your phone, “Speak of the devil.”

You turn your phone, showing her Matt’s name on the screen before answering it, “Hello?”

“Hey, oh wait, you’re not in the middle of that podcast, are you?”

You laugh slightly, “We just wrapped up, you’re good. What’s up?”

“Just wanted to see if you had the rest of the day free, we’re going to catch a movie and I wanted to see if you wanted to go.” Matt pauses and you smirk at Lydia, “Yeah, what time? I need to stop at home first before I come over.”

“I think Nick said, hold on.” He yells to Nick, “What time does the movie start?”

“Six!” Nick answers and Matt repeats to you, “Six.”

“Sounds good. I’ll come over around five.”

“Okay, see you the- oh wait, how’d your podcast thing go?” He asks and you let out a sigh, “I’ll tell you about it then.”

“Okay. See you later.”

“Yep, bye.” You hang up and Lydia smirks, “A movie? What are you going to tell him there?” You shake your head, “No, I’m going to try and hold off on that until the podcast drops.”

“We’ll see about that.” She smirks, “I’ll let you know when the pod is about to drop.”

“A heads up, perfect.”

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You managed to make it through dinner, the car ride, and the movie last night without spilling beans on your little secret.

You were proud of yourself.

You almost let it slip a few times, but covered it up with something like, I told Lydia I can’t talk about it, you’ll see it on the podcast tomorrow.

Well, it was tomorrow, and life as you know it was about to change for the good or for the bad - okay, a little dramatic, but you were nervous.

Your phone rang at eight a.m sharp with Lydia on the other end, “Hey, my producer is about to upload the video.”

“Sounds good.” You sit up, “Thanks for having me on again.”

“Thanks for coming on. I definitely want you back, and oh, thanks again for the tickets! I’m super stoked about it!”

“Anytime!” You hang up and let out a sigh before you get out of bed. As you’re walking to the bathroom, there’s a knock on your door and you stop, walking over to look out.

You laugh as you open the door, “What are you guys doing there?”

“We came here to watch the premier of your podcast with Lydia!” Nick walks in, “We brought breakfast, so don’t worry.”

“I was woken up early, so this better be worth it.” Chris laughs as he walks in and Matt stands there, “Nick messaged Lydia for the time she was dropping it.”

“Of course he did.” You laugh, “she just called me. Said he was uplo-“

“Here it is!” Nick calls out and you close the door, walking over with Matt. He sits down while you stand behind the couch, watching as Lydia’s intro plays.

“Aren’t you gonna sit?” Nick asks and you shake your head, “No, because I feel like I’ll need an easy way to escape the embarrassment here in a minute.”

“Oh now I’m really excited about this.” Chris rubs his hands together and you gently smack him upside the head, “My embarrassment is not for your laughing pleasure, sir.”

“Uh huh. Sure.” He rolled his eyes and you glance at Matt, watching him look away as soon as you catch him looking.

You chew on your lip, taking a deep breath as you hear your voice on the tv. You tilt your head, “Do I really sound like that?”

Nick shushes you and Matt shakes his head, giving you a small smirk. You smile, leaning against the couch as you continue to watch.

Eventually you get to the part that makes you want to run and hide, but you stick it out.

Chris looks at you, “The grinch? Y/n? Really.”

“Shut up.” You laugh, groaning quietly as their name gets brought into it. Nick reaches back, patting your leg, “Thanks for the shoutout, y/n!”

“Oh just wait.” You mumble, rubbing your hand over your face.

“Out of the three of them, do you have an edit that you love the most for just one of them?”

All three of them turn to look at you and you laugh nervously, “Don’t.. look at me like that. I said I love you all equally.”

“Yeah, but one more than the other two.” Chris shakes his head, “Crazy work.”

Nick gasps, “I need to see this edit.“ He stands up, turning around to face you, “Right. Fucking. Now.” You shake your head, “Too. Fucking. Bad. Because no one is ever going to see that edit.”

“Where’s your phone.” Nick crosses his arms and you shrug, “I don’t know.” He scoffs, “Liar.”

You shrug, “It’s not.. that big of a deal, okay. So just-“

“He doesn’t know I have this. He doesn’t know anything.”

“He does now.” Chris and Nick say in unison and you laugh, “You guys don’t know anything. Clearly. That could have been anyone, okay?”

“But it wasn’t.” Nick shakes his head, “Now spill.”

“..but if the person I just watched in this edit is watching, you better step up your game because you’d be stupid not to snatch this bitch up.”

“Well, it’s not me, so.” Nick sits back down and stands back up, “But I still want to see this edit.”

You stare at him for a few seconds before he grabs your arm, “Chris, go. I got her!” You fight back against Nick but he pulls you over the couch and you let out a yell, “Whoa! Hey! You can’t-“ you break out into laughter, “Matt. Help please.”

He moves over and looks down, “All you gotta do is tell us who was in that edit and it can all be over.”

“You’re siding with them!?” You scoff, “That’s not shocking.”

He smirks, “Hey, I’m curious, too.”

“I got it!” Chris yells, running down the steps, “What’s the password.” You laugh, “Go fuck yourself is the password.”

“That won’t work.” Chris huffs and Nick stares at him, “Clearly.” He rolls his eyes, looking down at you, “Just tell us.”

“Matt.” You state and Nick shakes his head, “He isn’t going to help you.” You lift your head, “Matt.” Nick laughs beside going serious, “Oh shit.”

“What, did she finally say who?” Chris asks and Nick looks at him, “Give her the phone.” He nods towards you and lets you sit up. You take the phone and sigh as you get into it, “Here.”

You glance over at Matt, who has a smirk on his face, “Let me see it.” He moves beside you, his hand resting on your shoulder as he leans behind you to watch the edit.

After it ends, it goes quiet and Chris is the first to break the silence, “Y/n likes Matt! Y/n likes Matt!!”

“I mean, who didn’t see this coming?” Nick looks at you, “Lydia was right, you guys act like a married couple half the time anyway.”

“Oh so now you’re not surprised.” You take your phone back and Nick laughs, “I mean, Matt has a secret edit of you that he likes so it’s not really a big deal.”

“How do you know about that?” Matt asks, laughing nervously, “That, I mean.. fuck, fine. Here.” Matt hands you his phone and you go look at the video.

“That’s a good edit.” You smirk, looking over at him. He shakes his head, “Yeah, yeah. We all have edits that we like, so what?”

You stand up, “I’m going to go get ready for the day.” You walk away, mumbling to yourself as you walk up the steps to your room.

As you’re getting your clothes out to change, Matt walks into the door way, “Hey.”

You look up with a smile, “Hey.”

He walks in, closing the door behind him, “So, I guess the feelings are mutual, huh?” You shrug with a nod, “I guess so.”

He walks over, “Lydia is right though.”

You tilt your head, “About?”

He smirks, “That I’m stupid if I don’t snatch you up.”

You shrug, “I wouldn’t say, stupid, necessarily. But I didn’t say anything, so how would you have known to even s-“ Matt cuts you off with a kiss, pulling you in closer by your hips. Your hands slide up his arms to his neck and he leans back, “What do you say?”

“To?” You tilt your head and he smiles, “To finally being my girlfriend?”

You smile, “I say, that that is a great idea because now I finally have a date to my premiere next month.”

“Is that the-“

You cut Matt off with a kiss, “No, of course not.” You smile, “I think it’s great because now, I don’t have to hide how much I actually like you.”

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Thanks for reading! I love you all so much! Catch you in the next one! 🖤

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I loved "how I met your mother" and was wondering if you could do something like that with Colby

∶ Summary: Colby explains how he met reader to their child

∶ Warnings: mild swearing, dad!colby, fluffff

∶ Word Count: 1.8k | unedited

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As you were making dinner, you couldn’t help but overhear your daughter, Kara, ask Colby a question you’ve been waiting for her to ask.

“Dad, how did you and mommy meet?”

You smiles to yourself as Colby answers, “I am so glad you asked, sweetheart. Mommy and I have actually been waiting for you to ask this question.”

You laugh to yourself, shaking your head as you walk back to the stove.

“Really?” She laughs, “My friend at school told me her mom met her dad when he was going to jail.”

You can tell Colby is stifling back his laughter as he speaks, “I’m sure.. that wasn’t the full case, but I can promise you, that’s not how daddy met mommy.”

You lean against the wall, smiling as you watch your daughter snuggle up against Colby’s side, “Okay, I’m ready. Tell me the story!”

“Okay, so it was a few years ago. Your Uncle Sam and I stopped at this coffee shop before going to one of the places we went to explore.” As Colby spoke, it was like just yesterday you remembered seeing him for the very for time.

“Hey.” You smiled at you greeted your coworkers, “Has it been busy?” Rene shakes her head, “Not really. But I think a few more just walked in, I have to wash coffee off of my hands, can you take them?”

You nod, “Yes, no problem.” You walked out, stopping in your tracks when you see a tall, darker hair guy standing at the counter with his blonde friend next to him.

“When mom first walked out, I was so confused, I thought I died and went to heaven.” Colby laughs as Kara laughs and you roll your eyes, shaking your head as you go check on dinner.

“You thought mommy was an angel?” She laughs, “She is very pretty.” Colby sighs, “She is very pretty isn’t she. Okay, okay. So when she walked up, all I could do was stare at her. She probably thought I was some kind of weirdo.”

You swallowed as you walked up, giving him a smile, “Hi, what can I get you?” The dark haired one stared at you, almost like he was unable to form words. You furrowed your brows and look at the blonde, “Does, he need a minute?”

The blonde laughs and nudges his friend, “Yo, Colby. Do you know what you want?”

Colby. You smile as he shakes his head, “Oh, shit. Sorry, um, ye-yes. I just- what do you recommend?”

You laugh slightly, “Um, I always get just a flavored coffee with cream and sugar, I like to keep it simple.” He nods, “Can I just do that? Make it easy on you?”

“Did she think you were weird?”

Colby laughs, “I mean, probably, but she never said anything about it. I think I made mom just as nervous.”

“It’s true!” You call out from the kitchen with a laugh, “Dad made mommy almost drop his coffee all over the floor.”

You can hear a gasp erupt from your child and Colby laughs, continuing with the story, “So I told mom just to make me what she always gets. She made me an iced coffee with her favorite flavoring, and she added cream and sugar. Simple.”

“When can I have coffee, dad?”

“Not.. until you’re a little older.” He chuckles, “so anyway..”

You finished taking their order and had them pay, “Can I get names for the drinks? I think he said yours was Colby, right?”

Colby nods with a big smile, “Uh, yeah. Yeah. That’s my name.” You nod, grabbing a cup to write his name on it, “And yours?” The blonde one smiles, “It’s Sam.”

You nod, “I’ll have those right out for you. You can wait down at the other end of the counter.” You move to make their coffee and you couldn’t lie, Colby had you so nervous, you could just hold the coffee in your hand and it would mix.

“Here you go, guys.” You walked up to the counter and as you go to sit Colby’s down, he reaches for it and it tilts, spilling some onto the counter.

“I’m so sorry.” You both talk over each other, laughing anxiously as you both reach for the same napkins to clean the little coffee spot, “Sorry, sorry.”

“The people in that coffee place probably thought you both were weird.” The child laughs and Colby sighs, “I mean, probably, but to me, it was love at first coffee spill, you know?”

Kara giggles and you laugh, continuing to work on dinner as Colby continues, “After I left the coffee shop, I could have taped uncle Sam’s mouth shut, he wouldn’t stop talking about how nervous I was.”

“Did he think you liked her?”

“Oh, yes, sweetheart. Uncle Sam knew I liked your mom, a lot.”

“Who. Was. That?” Rene walks up to you as Sam and Colby leave the shop, “He was so into you, girl.” You roll your eyes, “No, he was not.”

She follows you, “He could barely speak when you asked him what he wanted, his poor friend almost had to answer for him.” You laugh, “Okay, maybe he was cute.”

“Honey, your hands were shaking like a wet dog after a bath.” She laughs when you give her a look, “I hope you got his number, he was seriously into you!”

“You went back to the shop!?” Kara gasps, “Was mom there!?”

Colby sighs, “No, she had off that day, but I asked her friend, you know Aunt Rene? She helped me out with coming back in when I knew mom would be there.”

“How many coffees did you order before you finally took mom on a date?” Kara asks and it causes Colby to laugh, “A few, K.”

“Guess who’s here.” Rene walks up to you, not even giving you a second to guess, “Colby!” Your eyes go wide and you lean around her to look, “I told him he can wait until you came in!”

“You’re seriously making him wait? What if he has somewhere to be!?”

“He doesn’t. I made sure of it.” Rene laughs, “Now go. Watch his face light up when he sees you!” She pushes you out and you walk up to the counter, giving Colby a smile as he sees you.

Rene was right, his face lit up, but so did yours.

“You were excited to see mom?” Kara asks and Colby laughs, “It was my favorite part of the day, sweetheart. Seeing mom made my day so much better.”

Kara giggles as Colby speaks, “Sometimes I’d go back in for a second just to see her.”

“I’ll probably be back in later.” Colby laughs, “Sam and I are pulling an all nighter as this one hotel, so I’ll need an extra boost.”

You smile, “I’ll be here until we close, so.. just come back on in.” You press your lips together, mentally laughing at yourself at what you just said, “Sorry, that made no sense.”

Colby laughs, “You sound like me trying to order my coffee two days ago.” You laugh, “Yeah, yeah.”

“I’ll see you later.”

“You wanna know what mommy did?” Colby asks and you Kara laughs, “What did she do?”

“She drew a smiley face on my cup.” Colby laughs, “i was hoping for her number, but at the time, I settled for a smiley face.”

“That’s so funny!” Kara laughs, “A smiley face.”

“So, did you do it?” Rene walks up, “Did you put your number on his cup?” You sigh, “No. I drew a smiley face. I chickened out.”

“Giiiiirl.” She groans, “Next time you see him, you just need to bite the bullet, write those digits on his cup!”

“He said he’ll be back in tonight, so ma-“

She cuts you off, “No, no maybe. You will! I’ll stay here and make sure he gets it one way or another!” You laugh, “I’ll do it. I’ll do it, okay. Just.. I’m nervous. I’ve never done that-this, okay?!”

“What happened when you went back in before hanging out with Uncle Sam?” Kara asks and you purse your lips, unable to fight the same smile you had when you gave him that cup of coffee.

“She put her phone number on the side.”

You leaned against the counter, nails nervously tapping against the dark top. As soon as the bell on the door rang, you were stood up straight, looking over and you smiled as soon as you seen Sam and Colby walk in.

“Hey, guys.” You smile, watching as Colby walks up, “What, um, can I get you?” Colby smiles, giving you a shrug, “The usual.” Sam nods, “I’ll do the same, but put an extra shot of espresso in mine.”

You nod, walking over to grab the cups. You were shaking as you jotted your number down with a heart on the side of Colby’s.

“Don’t we need to pay?” Sam asks and you shake your head, “Don’t worry about it. I got it.” You smile and Sam nods, “Thanks, y/n.” You try not to laugh as he nudges Colby.

“Were you.. were you busy today?” Colby’s ask and you shrug, “After you left we got slammed but from like three on, it wasn’t very busy.”

You continue to make small talk as you made the drinks. You took a calming breath before waking back over to slide their drinks to them.

“How will I know whose is whose?” Sam asks and you point, “My number is on the side of Colby’s.”

“Is that when you and mommy went on a date?” Kara asks and Colby sighs, glancing up at you with a smile, “The next night I took her to dinner.”

“It was a very fancy place, K.” You walk over, “There were pretty lights and a big shiny chandelier hanging in the middle of the dining room.”

“Sounds like it was a lot of money.” Kara raises her brows and you and Colby laugh, “Your mom is expensive.”

“Hey now. So are you.” You push his shoulder and motion, “Dinner is done.”

“So you met mommy at a coffee shop?” Kara asks as she stands up and Colby nods, “Yes, sweetheart. That’s how I met your mother, over coffee and acting like a weirdo.”

She laughs and takes your hand, “I don’t think I would want anyone else as my mom. Thank you for picking her, dad.”

You give him a smirk and he nods, standing up to kiss your cheek, “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now.” He runs his hand over her head, “Let’s go eat some dinner!”

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Thank you so much for reading! I love this little How I Met Your Mother category. It’s so cute!! I love you so much! Catch you in the next one! 🖤

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Sam giving it DEEP! Missionary with Sammy please 🙏

Dilf Sam is heavily weighing on my mind and I see it’s on some of yours too, so.. here you go

∶ Summary: Reader gets called to babysit for Sam and his wife

∶ Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, CHEATING (please don’t do that), DILF!Sam, Dad!sam, married!Sam, mom!reader, married!reader, insecurities, flirting, kind of angsty, kissing, unprotected sex, hair pulling, scratching, biting, filth

∶ Word Count: 5.3k | unedited

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“So how’s preschool going for Brodie?” You take a sip of your drink as you glance at Julia, “I know his first day was what, a few days ago?”

She lets out a laugh, glancing over at her husband with yours, “It’s.. going good actually. I thought it was going to be a tough, but he actually loves it.”

“How are you?” You stare at her and she looks at you with a smile, “I hate it. I hate how fast they grow up.”

You nod, “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

“So enough about that, when are you and Leo going to start trying for another?”

You let out a laugh, “Funny, you’re funny.” She leans in, “What? I’m serious.” You shrug, “He’s got his work, I have mine, Lincoln is enough for now.”

“You don’t even think about wanting another?” She tilts her head, “Two isn’t all that bad.”

You raise your brows, “Link is only two, so maybe within the next year I’ll change my mind?” You shrug again, “I don’t know.”

You look up as Sam and Leo walk up.

“Here, Julia. Take her. I have to go get Brodie.” Sam hands the small child to his wife, “He’s up there taking toys from other kids.”

“Can’t you get him to come down?” She asks and Sam sigh, “I’ve been trying. So I’m just going to go up.”

You smile at the baby girl looking at you and you look back over as Sam climbs within the netted step, “Brodie. You can’t just take stuff from other kids.”

Brodie whines and throws the toy, and Sam grows more stern, “Hey. We don’t, throw toys. That could really hurt someone. Come on. We’re going to sit with mom.”

“No!”

“Brodie.” Sam tilts his head, “Let’s go.”

“No! No!”

“Yes, now come on.” Sam grabs the child and wraps him in his arm as he climbs back down.

You blink, looking over to see Lincoln playing with your hair, “Hi, baby.” You reach over, taking him from Leo, “Did you bring his snacks?”

“Yes, I put them in the diaper bag, hold on.” Leo stands up and walks around you to unzip the bag, “Here, babe.” You take the small bag, “Thank you.” You smile at him and open it up, allowing Lincoln to grab a snack.

“Oh he loves those! Look at him chow down!” Julia laughs, “Are those the veggie puffs?”

You nod, “They’re his favorite. Does Quinn want one?” You hold out the bag and the girl starts to smile. Julia laughs, “I think she does.” She grabs a few out for her daughter and lays them on the table.

“She loves them, too!” You shake your head and look back over as Sam carries Brodie back over to the table, “You need to calm down, you can’t throw toys or take them away.” Sam says as he sits the fussing boy down next to his mom.

“No, Brodie. When you can play nice and share, we’ll let you go back and play, but for right now, you’re going to sit and calm down.”

Brodie sits down, pouting as Sam sits on the other side of him. He looks up at you, “Kids. They said it would be fun, right?”

“I believe they did, but I don’t think they meant all the time.” You laugh, looking over at Leo who is staring at his phone, “What is it?”

“They want me to go into work.”

“You’re supposed to have a week off.” You sigh, “Where do they need you to go?”

“Colorado.” He lays his phone down, “There’s a rig out there that needs work and apparently no one else can do it.”

“What do you have to do?” Julia asks, “Is it like an oil rig or something?”

He nods his head, “Yeah. Damn it.” He leans back, “I’ll have to leave tomorrow, I’ll be gone for a few days.” He looks at you, “Are you okay?”

You nod, “Yeah, I’ll be fine.” You point to Julia, “Well just hang out with the kids.”

“Oh shit.” Julia sighs, “I have to fly to Toronto tomorrow night to finalize this magazine that’s launching.”

“Oh right, the women’s one.” You tilt your head, “Well that’s okay. I’m sure Link and I can find something to do.” You look back at Leo, “It’s only for a few days. We’ve done longer.”

Leo kisses your head, “Yeah, you’re right.”

»--•--«

It was Saturday, two days since Leo left and two days since you seen Sam.

You knew you shouldn’t be thinking of him, you knew it was wrong. You were both married, but there was just something about Sam that just kept bringing your attention back to him.

You loved Leo, but things aren’t.. like they were? You knew having a baby would change things, you knew you would change, but you didn’t expect it to go downhill like you feel it’s going.

Your mind was racing as you were trying to get Lincoln down for his nap. Humming lowly as your hand gently patted his back.

You heard the vibration of your phone on the arm of the couch buzzing with an incoming call.

You moved over, sat down and picked it up.

“Hey, Sam.”

“Hey, I’m so sorry that this is last minute, but would by any chance be able to watch my kids for a little bit? I got called into work, something about an emergency meeting and my mom can’t get here in time.”

“Of course. I just need to get link around and then I’ll be on my way. I’ll try and be quick.”

“Okay, thank you thank you thank you.” Sam sighs, “I appreciate you. I’ll bring dinner on my way home, if you want.”

“Sounds good. See you soon.” You hang up and stand up, “Alright, honey. We’ll get you asleep in the car.”

A little bit later, you were pulling up to Sam’s. You grab your child and his diaper bag, and walk up to the door.

You’ve known Sam and Julia for years, so you didn’t feel the need to knock. You just walk in, calling out to Sam.

Brodie runs over to you, “y/n!”

“Hi, buddy!” You reach down, rubbing his head, “Ready to have a play date with Link?” He cheers as you set Lincoln down, and you look up to see Sam running down the steps, “Quinn is already down for her nap, Brodie had lunch.”

Your eyes move up his half unbuttoned shirt and you look up at him, “Perfect. Is there anything you want me to-“

“No.” He cuts you off, “You just, make yourself at home. Chill out. Whatever.” He laughs slightly, “I fucking hate this job.”

“Did they tell you what it was about?”

He shakes his head, his fingers moving swiftly to button up his shirt the rest of the way, “Nope. They just said we need to get there.”

He walks over, grabbing his jacket from the back of the chair and slipping his arms into the sleeves.

You couldn’t help but think, Sam looks good in a suit.

“Okay. Well don’t worry about rushing back here. I will make sure they’re both good.” You give him a smile and he nods, letting out a sigh, “Thank you so much for coming over. I’ll text you when I’m on my way home.”

You nod, watching as he bends down to give Brodie a hug, “I’ll see you later buddy, you be good for y/n.”

“I will!” Brodie giggles as Sam tickles his sides, “Dad! Stop it!” He laughs and laughs until Sam’s lets him go, “Alright. See you later.”

Sam walks by you, his hand lying on your side, “Thank you, again.”

You nod, “It’s no problem, really.”

He smiles, nodding before grabbing his keys and leaving. You turn back, watching Brodie play with Lincoln and you smile as you walk over.

You grab the baby monitor off of the counter and move to sit on the floor with the boys, playing along with them until Quinn wakes up.

»--•--«

It was about five o’clock. You had just gotten off the phone with Leo when Julia called.

“Are the kids being good for you?” Julia asks from the other end of the phone, “Brodie is playing nice?”

“Oh yeah, he’s playing really well with both link and Quinn.” You smile at the kids looking up at you and they giggle as they return back to playing, “Brodie is helping them build a big tower out of blocks. They both lose it laughing when he knocks it over.”

“That’s good.” She pauses, “I’m sorry Sam threw this on you.”

You furrow your brows, standing up to move away from the kids, “He didn’t throw it at me, Jules. He asked if I could and I could, so I did. I love your kids, so it’s no problem at all.”

“I appreciate you, thank you for- oh, I gotta go.” She hangs up without another word and you furrow your brows, “That was weird.”

“What was weird?” Brodie asks and you shake your head, “oh, nothing.” You smile at him, “I’m going to get started on making you guys dinner, do you know what you want?”

He gasps, “pa-sketti!”

“Spaghetti?” You ask with a laugh and he nods, “Yes, pa-sketti!”

You nod, “alright, pa-sketti it is.” You make your way into the kitchen and start making it. Every now and then you’ll check in on the kids, making sure they’re good before returning to the kitchen.

As the kids finish up dinner, you finally get a text from Sam, I’m so sorry that took a lot longer than I thought it would. I’m just now heading to my car, did you eat dinner yet?

You lean against the counter, pausing your clean up, The kids did, I made them Pa-sketti, per Brodie’s request. You set your phone down, making your way over to the table to get the kids cleaned up.

Once that was done, you checked your phone, smirking when you see Sam’s text, That’s not a shocker, he could eat that everyday if he could, but did you? I’m going to stop at The Hattan’s, text me what you want.

You sigh, thinking for a moment before texting him back your order. You bite your lip as you set your phone down, quickly snapping out of your thoughts.

No, no, you shake your head, it’s not like that.

You finish cleaning up before making your way upstairs with the kids. You know their bedtime routine, so you work on that.

As you’re getting them dressed for bed, you hear the door open and Brodie jumps up, “Dad! Dad!” He runs out of the room and you grab Lincoln and Quinn before heading back downstairs.

“Were you good?” Sam asks as he picks him up, “Did you get a bath?”

He nods and Sam looks at you, “You didn’t have to go all out.”

“I wanted to make it easier on you when you got home, especially after a meeting like that, it’s what friends do.” You give him a smile, more or less trying to convince yourself that’s all you and Sam will ever be.

He stares at you, almost like he did like you saying that, “Right, yeah. I’d do it for you.” He gives you a smile and looks at Brodie, “Alright dude, let’s go up and get you into bed.”

He sets the boy down and walks over to take Quinn from your arm, “Was she fussy at all?” He looks from her to you and you shake your head, “she was very giggly tonight.”

“Good, I forgot to tell you she’s cutting teeth, I was hoping she was fine.”

You nod, “She was perfect.”

Sam laughs slightly as he nods into the livingroom, “I guess he couldn’t hang.” You look over to see Lincoln sleep on the floor, “Oh my gosh.”

“You can put him up in Quinn’s room, we have the pack and play up.” He nods, “You need to eat.”

You sigh, “Right, yes.” You laugh slightly and Sam tilts his head, “I don’t mean to intrude, but is everything okay with you?”

“What do you mean?” You look at him and he shrugs, “I can explain once I get these two down for bed. Bring him up if you want.” He walk away, answering Brodie as he walks up the steps, “I’m coming, buddy. Hold on.”

You walk over, scooping up your son from the floor and slowly walking up the steps. You make your way into Quinn’s room and walk over to the pack and play.

Just as you lay him down, Sam comes in to lay down Quinn.

You glance over at him, your eyes following him in the light from the hall as he sways with her back and forth, his hand gently patting her back and you pull your lip between your teeth.

Sam leans over the crib railing to lay her down before standing back up. He points to the door and quietly walks out with you.

You make your way back downstairs and sit down at the table, Sam sitting across from you. He gets everything out and gets back up, “Do you want some wine?”

“Please.” You nod, “So, what did you mean?”

“I didn’t mean it, in a bad way, or anything.” He glances at you as he sets your glass down in front of you, “I just.. notice some things that are different.”

“I had a baby, Sam.” You argue, but he shakes his head, “Two years ago, and I don’t mean, with that.. I mean..”

“With Leo?”

He nods, “You seem, I don’t know how to explain it, more.. dim? I guess.”

“Dim?” You laugh slightly as you take a sip of your drink, “I mean, I’m a stay at home mom. That can take a lot out of you.”

“I’m sure it does, sweetheart, I just mean, like you don’t seem happy.” Sam tilts his head, “By any means, stop me if you don’t want-“

“I don’t think Leo finds me attractive anymore.” You blurt out, eyes burning at the fact that you’ve been dying to talk to someone about this for a while now, “Before I had Leo, when he was home from work, we’d go out, dinner dates, bar hopping, just hanging out like two teenagers, and then I got pregnant and it’s like he couldn’t accept the fact that I was going to change.”

Sam’s brows furrow, “It’s not like you could help that, though.”

“No, I know.” You sigh, “He was alright until I started showing and then it was like he didn’t want anything to do with me. I’ve brought it up and he just said that it was nerves about becoming a dad and that everything was going to change, but I just-“ you swallow, “Sorry that was a lot in a short amount of time.”

Sam shakes his head, “I asked, y/n. You’re fine.” He gives you a reassuring smile, “So is it still like that now?”

You nod, “He’s always working when he can, it’s like he doesn’t want to be home with me or Lincoln. And I know, I know he loves him, I just don’t know if he loves me.”

Sam’s face falls and he shakes his head, “I don’t think that’s the case. You’re the mother of his child.”

You shrug, shaking your head before downing the rest of your glass. Sam chuckles and gets up to grab the bottle, “Here.” He pours more into your glass and you nod, “Thanks.”

“Have you talked to Julia about any of this?” He sits down, “Actually, have you talked to her at all today?”

You nod, “Yes, I’ve talked to her today, no, not about any of this.”

“Hmm.” He nods, “Okay. She texted me once today and that was it.”

“She called me right after I got off the phone with Leo, and she like, it was weird, she was talking and then was like, I gotta go, and hung up right away.”

He shakes his head and takes a big swig of his wine, “Yeah, she’s been acting weird, too.”

“Sounds like we’re all just going through it, huh.” You laugh slightly and he nods, “Sure does seem that way.”

“A part of me feels like he has someone who hasn’t had a baby on the side, like someone who doesn’t disgust him when they find the confidence to change in front of him.”

“For what it’s worth, I think you’re beautiful. You’re a mom, a good mom at that, and I think that makes you even more attractive.” Sam smiles slightly and you can feel your cheeks burning, “You really think that?”

He nods, “I do.”

You chew on your cheek, looking down before continuing to work on your dinner, “So, enough about my issues, what’s going on with you?”

“You mean work, or Julia?” He looks at you and you shrug, “Whatever you want to talk about.”

He takes a deep breath, “Well, this meeting was about someone who quit and took stuff that they shouldn’t with them, and with me being a higher up boss, I had to be there and go over every thing we have in office. I hated it.”

“Oh gosh, yeah, that sounds not only boring, but brutal.”

He nods, “Yeah, and then Julia.” He shrugs, “To outsiders, we seem normal. But when it’s just us, I don’t even know what we are.”

You were shocked to see that Sam felt the same exact way you felt, or almost the same.

“I know what you mean.” You nod, “Right before you called me, I was thinking about everything and thats literally what I-“

Sam seemed just as shocked, “Really?”

You nod, “Yeah.” You laugh, “it’s, crazy. I know.”

He shakes his head, “No, no. Not at all.”

You let out a sigh, “It’s really nice to know that you aren’t alone with stuff.” He nods, “Right, and I mean, I consider us really good friends, so to me, that’s even better that it’s us, I mean.” He laughs, “Not that it’s what we’re going through but-“

“I know what you mean.” You laugh quietly, “People we’re comfortable with, who we don’t really have any shame with I mean, I knew you when you were in band, in highschool.”

“Hey, hey. Let’s not bring up my geek phase, okay.” He laughs and you shrug, “I always thought you were kind of cute.”

He raises his brows, “Whoa, hey. No need to lie to try and make me feel better.”

“I’m not lying!” You laugh, “I swear! I always thought you were too good for me.”

“Okay. Now, you’re lying.” He laughs as he brings his glass up, his eyes staying on you as you gasp, “I’m not lying! You can ask my friend, Everly. She had to listen to me talk about you. She kept pushing me to tell you, but you were caught up on Julia that I just settled for being friends.”

“Being high school sweethearts isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.” He shrugs, laughing slightly, “I probably, no i definitely would have dropped her for you.”

“Now you’re lying.” You shake your head and he sighs, “I’m not. I liked you, too. Hell..” he laughs, “Maybe I still do.”

Your heart skips a beat and you tilt your head, “You know..” you swallow, “Since we’re claiming, to be honest here.” You smirk, “I may or may not still have my crush on you.”

“Hmm.” He nods, “What should we do about that?”

Your head snaps to the steps as you hear Lincoln fussing on the monitor. You stand up, “I’ll go settle him down before he wakes up Quinn.”

Sam nods and watches as you walk towards the steps.

You make your way up, quietly making your way into the room, and you can’t help but smile as you’re patting the back of your son, “Shh, it’s okay.” You whisper quietly, “It’s okay.”

After a minute or two passes, you sneak away, stepping out of the room and when you turn, Sam is standing there.

You lock eyes for a few seconds before he quickly walks up to you, his lips smashing onto yours.

You’re taken a back at first, knowing what you’re doing is wrong, but damn does it ever feel so right. You bring your hands up to his shirt, gripping tightly as you deepens the kiss.

He bends down, picking you up to carry you into his room.

He reaches behind him, closing the door while your hands work at popping open the buttons on his shirt. He walks you over to the bed, laying you down.

His lips trail down your skin, as his hands slip into the band of your sweats and push them down. He stands up, watching as you discard your clothing as fast as you can.

His breath hitches as you take off your bra and your arms automatically move to cover your chest as your legs bend up to block your body.

“No, no.” Sam shakes his head, dropping his shirt, “Baby, you don’t need to do that.” He tilts your chin up, “You don’t need to hide from me, sweetheart.”

You swallow, nodding as you slowly move your arms away from your body.

Sam smiles slightly, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips, “You’re incredibly beautiful.”

You smile, pulling him back in. Your hands slide down his chest, causing his breath to hitch as your nails graze over his abdomen. You work at undoing his belt, then his pants and he leans up, pushing them down.

You move up, slipping your legs under the covers before he joins you. His body hovering over yours as his lips reconnect with yours.

Everything was happening so fast, yet so slow at the same time.

“Are you okay?” Sam asks quietly as he brushes hair from your face. You nod, “Yes, I want this.” You lay your hands on his neck, “I want you.”

“I want you, too, baby.” He smiles slightly and leans in, lips pressing to your cheek as his hand slides down to part your thighs more.

You bite your lip, looking down as his fingers gently move to circle your clit.

You let out a quiet gasp, your back arching upward at his touch. Small whimpers leave your lips as his pressure grows harder.

“Does that feel good?” Sam asks, his lips brushing over your cheek, “Can I do more?”

You nod, “Y-yes, please.” You bite your lip, eyes fluttering closed, face scrunching up with pleasure as he slips two fingers into you.

“You’re so wet.” Sam groans, “Fuck, you’re going to feel so good.”

You moan out quietly as he pulls them out and pushes them back in, “Sh-shit.” Your hand slides down to his bicep, nails digging in as his thrusts grow a little faster, “Yes, yes.”

Sam presses his lips to yours, swallowing your moans with ease. He misses back your jaw and down your neck, “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

You reach down, wrapping your hand around his cock as you moan, “Sam, please.” He nods, pulling his fingers out and shifting his body over top of yours more. Your hands move up to rest on his shoulders as your legs wrap around his waist.

Your breathing grows faster as he drags the head of his cock against your slit a few times before slipping in slowly.

He groans, face falling into your neck, “Oh my god, you feel so good, sweetheart.”

Your arms tighten around his neck, both of you gasping as he thrusts into you fully. Your hand slides up to tangle your fingers into his hair, tugging slightly as he slowly pulls out and slides back in.

“Don’t ever let anyone make you feel like you’re not beautiful.” He whispers, “You’re such a work of art, baby.”

You slide your hand slides down to his upper back, nails digging in to his skin as he thrusts into you, slow and deep.

Your lips part, quiet moans slipping through as your legs move with his hips, “Sam.” You breathe out, “Feels so-so good.” Your nails drag down his back, “Fuck.”

Sam moves to hold his weight up on his arm by your head, his other hand moving to cup your cheek before kissing you. Your lips move in a slow, passionate pace and he groans against your lips.

“It’s crazy how Leo doesn’t see what’s right in front of him, you’re so fucking beautiful in every way.” His jaw falls slack as your walls pulsate around him, “If you were mine.. I don’t think I’d be able to let you go.”

His eyes scan over your face, “to me, you’re perfect. You shouldn’t have to change for anyone.” He gently peppers kisses all over your face as he keeps his thrusts slow, “I’m lucky to just even get this moment with you.”

You slide your hands to his cheeks, lifting your head to meet his lips with yours. Your legs tighten around his waist as your tongue pushes against his.

He groans, head tilting as you kiss down his neck,

“I can’t get over how good you feel, baby.” His voice low, “fuck, I could do this all day.”

You smile as you look up at him, “this feels so normal.”

“Like it was meant to happen.” You whisper and he nods, “exactly.” He closes the space, lips on yours as his thrusts pick up just a tiny bit.

You moan, hands sliding up his sides and you whimper, “M’so close.” Sam nods, “I got you, sweetheart.” His lips press to yours, “Go ahead and cum for me.” He brushes hair from your face, “I want to make you feel as good as I can.”

Your back lifts from the bed, heels digging into his lower back as you slowly cling to him, “F-fuck.” You bury your face into his neck, moaning continuously as you come undone beneath him.

He tilts your head back, crashing his lips to yours as his thrusts grow more quicker. You exchange moans, your nails digging into his back as you pant.

You gasp at the sudden loss of his cock, biting your lip as you feel him spill his cum onto your waist. You watch him close his eyes, chest rising and falling quickly as he comes down from his own high.

“Fuck.” He breathes out, his eyes snapping open to look at you, “That was..” he smirks, shaking his head, “Amazing.”

You smile, watching as he gets up. He grabs a towel, walking over to wipe off your skin and you roll over as he tosses it down.

“What are you thinking?” He asks as he climbs into bed behind you, fixing the blankets to lay around your waist and chest, “Tell me.”

“I’m just.. thinking about..” you take a deep breath, your eyes bouncing back and forth between your ring and his, “what if.. you and I were meant to part ways, like, think about it.” You roll over to face him, “You and I lost contact after high school right? Then out of everyone I could have ended up with, it brought you and I back together.”

He smiles as his eyes scan over your face, “The first time I saw you again, I was at a complete loss for words.”

“I was shocked to see you and Julia still together honestly.” You laugh slightly, “Sorry, I don’t mean-“

“No, you’re fine.” He laughs, moving his head around to get more comfortable, “I’m shocked, too. But, now that I think about it, you’re right. Like, how small of a world does it have to be for you and I, when the universe knows we liked each other back in the day, to just come together again, I mean.” He sighs, “I would have liked it to be not like this, I mean us being married to two different people, not like, this.”

He motions his hand over your bodies and you nod, “No, I know.” You smile, “I just..” you shake your head and Sam brushes his fingers over your cheek, “What, sweetheart?”

“I wish I would have told you I liked you in high school.” You shrug with a laugh, “Maybe this could have been us from the beginning.”

“Hey, things happen.” He shrugs, “That doesn’t change how I feel about you now.” He smiles and presses his lips to your forehead, “We should probably get dressed, I don’t know when Julia will be home.”

You let out a sigh, nodding as you continue to lay there, “Sam.” He lays back down, “What, baby?”

You stare at him for a second, eyes glossing over, “Thank you for making me feel beautiful.”

You could tell that caught him off guard, but he shakes his head, “You don’t ever have to thank me, you were beautiful then, and you are even more beautiful now.”

He presses his lips to yours, “No matter what you go through, no matter what happens, I’m always going to think about that about you.”

You smile, pressing your lips to his before sitting up, “You know..” you giggle as you think about what you want to say, “from being that nerdy saxophonist in the schools marching band, you really turned into a dilf.”

“Ah, ha. Ha. Very funny.” He smirks, and you can see the redness forming on his cheeks. You smile, shaking your head as you pull your shirt over it.

As soon as you, the front door opens and you look at Sam. He nods, “Just get, Link, I’ll tell her I just got home.”

You nod, walking over to grab your son from the pack and play. You shush him quietly as you make your way down the steps.

Julia goes pale as soon as she sees you and you give her a smile, “Hey, I used your pack and play for Link, I hope that’s okay.”

She nods, batting the air, “Yeah, that’s- that’s fine.”

You give her a weird look, “Hey, what happened earlier, you like hung up super fast. Was everything okay?”

She looks between you and Sam and the tears start falling, “I-I’m sorry. I just-“

“Whoa, hey.” Sam walks over, laying a hand on her shoulder but she bats it away, “I’m sorry.”

“I’m going to get him home.” You look at Sam and he nods, “Thanks for watching the kids today.” You nod, “Not a problem.”

As you bend down to pick up the diaper bag, Julia sighs, “I didn’t go to Toronto to finalize a magazine.” Your heart stated racing as soon as you heard her words, you knew what was coming.

“So, where did you go?” Sam asks and she looks at you, “I went to Colorado.”

Your brows shoot up and you stay silent.

“Leo.. went to Colorado..” Sam crosses his arms, “but I’m guessing.. it wasn’t for work.”

Julia gasps for air, “I-it hasn’t been- it just-“ she lays her hands over her face and sobs. Sam looks at you and you can’t help but laugh, “Oh, my god.”

“I-I’m so-“

You cut her off, “No, I mean. I’m mad, but at the same time..” you take a deep breath, “It’s okay.”

“It-it’s.. okay?” She stares at you, makeup running down her face, “Wh-at do you m-mean?”

“I just fucked your husband, so I guess we’re even.”

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It’s My Job

Summary: The reader’s having a rough night but the stranger at the bar decides to offer some assistance when she has nowhere to go…

Pairing: Bodyguard!Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,200ish

Warnings: language, tiny bit of violence

A/N: Enjoy!

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it just snowed where i live and I thought maybe you cold make a sam x bsf!reader who get surprised by snow. they „play“ a little outside maybe make snow angels, a snowman or just have a snowball fight and suddenly sam and reader fall to the ground and start making out. maybe it leads to sex? 🥰🥰

Warnings: SMUT18+, swearing, flirting, kissing, oral (m rec), hair pulling, unprotected sex, fluffy filth

Word Count: 1.5k | unedited

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You walk up to the window, gasping when you see the freshly laid snow, “Sam!” You look back, turning to walk over to the steps, “Sam!”

He walks out of his room and looks over the banister, “What’s up?”

“It’s snowing.”

A smirk grows across both of your faces as you both race to get dressed. You pull your hat down over your head and put your gloves on before slipping your coat on.

You bend down to pull on your boots before you race out the door, Sam following behind.

“Oh I love this!” You spin around, lookup up to allow the snow flakes to fall onto your face, “I can’t remember the last time I seen snow like this.”

“You’ll have to come visit more often, yeah?” Sam asks as he balls up a snowball in his glove covered hands, “Instead of spending all of your time in-“ he throws the snow ball and it breaks apart as it hits your coat, “L.A.”

You play full glare at him and bend down to pick up some snow, packing it in your hands before throwing it at him.

He spins away, the snow hitting him right in the middle of the back, “Whoa, alright sharp shooter.” He tosses one he already made and runs through the snow. You following after him, stopping when he trips and falls, “Oh my god, Sam. Are you okay?”

You can’t hold back your laughter, “I’m sorry, I can’t help it!”

He picks himself up, brushing off his snow covered front, “You think it’s funny?” He asks, lunging at you, taking you down to the ground.

You laugh loudly, squirming as his fingers dig into your sides, “S-Sam.” You let out a yell, laughter continuing to follow, “I-I.. Sam.. Sam..” you roll around, “okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry for laughing!”

“But you’re still laughing!” He laughs, stopping to lay on his back. He lets out a sigh, “I’ve missed you, you know?” He looks over at you as you look at him, “I’ve missed you.”

“Why do you have to live so far away?” He looks back up at the sky, his eyes closing, “It just.. sucks.”

“I know.” You frown, laying on your back, “Tell you what.”

“I’m listening.” He nods, turning his head to look back at you. You sit up, “If I make a better snow angel than you, I’ll move here.”

He sits up, “Oh game on.”

You stand up, smirking as you walk a few steps away and sit back down. Sam moves to a clear spot on the other side of you and you move your arms and legs, laughing.

“I’m totally going to win this.” Sam laughs, “And you are totally going to have to move back here.”

“We’ll see.” You slowly, and carefully get up, turning around to look at your snow angel, “I don’t know, Sam. Mines pretty cute.”

He gets up, standing next to you, “Will you hate me if I say it’s not cute?” He looks over at you and you scoff, laughing as you push his shoulder gently.

“Whoa!” Sam falls over, “Hey, now. No need to get all physical.”

“I barely touched you.” You laugh, holding your hand out, “Come on.” He grabs your hand but instead of getting up, he pulls you down into the snow with him.

“Your cheeks are red.” He whispers as his eyes scan over your face. You take a deep breath, “So are yours.”

He smiles, “That’s what happens when it’s cold out.”

“Do you want to go in?” You go to sit up but he stops you, “Not unless you do.” You lay back down, face towards the sky, “this is just so pretty.”

“Yeah, I agree.” Sam answers, talking about you rather than the snow like you were.

You look over to face him and he leans in, lips on yours.

You were shocked at first, but that subsided rather quickly as you became the one to deepen the kiss.

He pulls you closed to him, “Do you want to go inside now?” You nod, pressing your kiss to his, “Yes.” You get up, hand in hand running towards the door.

As soon as it’s open and closed again, you’re kicking off your shoes and taking off everything that was wet from lying in the snow just minutes prior.

He walks you backwards, lips on yours until he reaches the couch. He lays you down, positioning himself between your knees before leaning down to resume his lips on yours.

“Can I take these off?” He whispers as his fingers slip into the band of your panties. You nod, biting your lip as he sits up. Your hips lift up from the couch, watching as he slides the fabric down over your legs and drops them to the floor.

Your eyes flick down to watch his hands slip into his boxers and push them down, gasping slightly when you see his cock spring free.

Your eyes move back to his, your mind was racing a mile a minute. Sam was your best friend, were you scared this was going to change everything? Yes.

Did you care? No.

You sat up, grabbing him to pull him back into you. His lips moved with yours and you both gasped as the head of his cock slipped into you.

Your eyes fluttered closed and your head tilted back as he slowly slid into your more.

His lips press gently under your chin and back your jaw, “Feels so good, baby.” His words were a gentle whisper, “better than I ever thought.”

Your breath hitches in your throat as he pulls out and thrust back in, your nails dig into his shoulders and you can’t help but moan, “Sam.” You tilt your head back to face him, lips parted as whimpers flood through them.

You don’t say anything else, you just crash your lips back into his and tighten your arm around his neck.

He swallows your moans, his own lips parted as they rest against yours.

You pull him closer with your leg, rolling your hips slightly as you moan out louder, “Fuck, fuck.” Your nails drag down his back, leaving red lines in their path.

He gasps, thrusting harder as his lips attach to your neck, leaving a mark before kissing back up to your lips. He pulls you up, sitting down as you move to straddle his lap.

You slide back down onto him, your head tilting back as your nails lightly drag down his chest. His hands rest tightly on your hips as you begin to bounce, “Fuck, that’s it.

He rests his head back, staring up at you as you look down at him. You moan lowly as you roll your hips forward, leaning down to close the space between your bodies.

Your hands rest on his cheeks as your lips move with his, moaning and whimpering into his mouth as you feel yourself growing closer, “m’almost there.”

He nods, resuming the kiss as your rolls turn back into bouncing. You push yourself up, one hand gripping his shoulder while the one lays on the side of his neck, “Fuck, fuck.” You pant, your hips repeatedly slamming down to meet his, “Oh my god.”

Sam’s hand moves up to cup your cheek, pulling you back down into a kiss as you push yourself down onto him fully.

He groans as your cunt pulsates around him, gasping when you bite down onto his lip and tilt your head back. His hand slides down to grip your hip, moving them as he groans, “keep goin’ baby. I’m almost there.”

You nod, gripping into his shoulder as you lean back slightly, one hand rested on his knee behind you. Your hips roll, your moans mixing with his as his grip grows tighter, “Fuck, y/n, just like that.”

Your nails dig into his shoulder, whines leaving your lips as you pull yourself up to bounce.

His head falls back, eyes shut as his hips buck upward to meet yours, “Fuck, fuck.”

You pull yourself off of him, sliding down onto the floor and immediately taking his cock into your mouth. Your head bobs up and down as your hand works what isn’t.

His hand lays on your head, gasps and groans flooding through, “Fuck, yes, yes.” His eyes are glued to you as you work, sucking and swirling your tongue until you feel him twitch.

“Fuck.” He breathes out, “That was..”

You look up at him, a smirk resting on your face, “Good enough for me to move here?” He nods, smirking, “I mean, only if you want to.”

He pulls you back up onto the couch and you lay with him, fixing the blanket as he lays it over your bodies, “This doesn’t change anything, right?” You look up at him and he shakes his head, “I don’t think so. I mean, might have made things better, you know?”

You nod, letting out a small sigh, “I think I’m going to start looking for a place here.”

“Good.” Sam chuckles, “Because you and me, we go together like winter and a sweater and I honestly don’t know how much longer I could have gone without at least kissing you.”

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Summary: cover picture says a thousand words

Warnings: straight smut right under the cut, recording, unprotected three some, oral (all), rough actions, yall wanted smut, you’re getting smut - enjoy ;)

Word Count: 1.2k | unedited

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You lift your head up with a sigh as Colby pulls his cock from your achey and tired cunt, “Fuck.” You flop over, rolling onto your back.

It felt like you’ve been at this for hours.

“Doin’ so good for us.” Sam whispers, pointing the camera at your smudged with makeup face, “Look at you. So fucked out and so fuckin’ pretty.”

You give him a smile, your face twisting with pleasure as Colby’s tongue slides into your soaked center, “Fuck.” You whine out, moving one hand to lace your fingers through his hair, “F-feels so good.”

You turn your head towards Sam, reaching out to wrap your hand around his cock, “C’mere.” You look up at him, small moans leaving your lips as your clit gets circles swirled around it, “Shit, Colby.”

Sam moves closer, his face hidden behind the camera as he watches your lips wrap around the tip of his cock through the small screen, “That’s it, baby.” His voice is low, a groan following his words, “Take it.”

You move your hand down, pushing it into the mattress to hold up your weight. You moan around him before pushing your head down, eyes fluttering clothed as you feel his tip meet your throat.

“Fuck, just like that.” Sam sighs, “You are so fucking good at that, that’s it. That’s it.”

His hand slides down, laying on the back of head before pushing it down, earning a gag from you.

Your hips roll forward, urging Colby to not stop, and he complies. He slips two fingers into you, curling them upward and you try to pull your head back, but Sam keeps it on his cock.

Your moans are muffled around him, pulling more groans from him, “Fuck.” His fingers tangle in your head, keeping the camera steady on you while he bobs your head up and down for you.

Your hand slides up, nails digging into his outer thigh.

He pulls your head back and you gasp for air, throwing your head back as Colby guides you through another high.

“That’s it, baby.” Colby whispers, “Cum for me.”

Your moans are loud, thighs twitching as every thrust of his fingers, “Fuck, fuck fuck!” You cry out, “Colby, Colby!”

You reach down to grab his wrist and squeeze, his hand coming to a slow stop, “You good baby?”

You look up at him as he crawls over you, nodding as your eyes meet his, “Y-yeah, I-..” you take a deep breath, pulling him in for a kiss, “I’m good.”

He pecks your lips, “If you’re not, just say so.” You smirk, “I’m in completely heaven right now.” You slide your hands down his chest and he pushes himself up, “Sure looks and sounds like it.”

He gives you a wink before taking the camera from Sam, “Have at her.” Sam smirks, moving to kiss up your body, “Oh I will.” His lips crash onto yours and you gasp, moaning out as his cock slips into your soaked cunt.

He groans lowly, “God you are soaked.”

You smirk, back arching as he pulls out and thrusts back in, “That’s what you guys do to me.” You pull him down for a kiss, moaning into his mouth as his thrusts quickly pick up to being fast, “Fuck.” You gasp, “Yes!”

Colby sits next to you on the bed, keeping the camera on your face, “You sound so beautiful, sweetheart.”

Your eyes flutter open to look at Colby and he smirks as he looks at you.

Your nails drag up Sam’s back, leaving red lines as they go and he groans loudly, “Fuck, yeah baby. That’s it.”

You add more, moaning out as he moans, “You sound so hot.”

He presses kisses to your neck, moaning as he whispers, “You sound even hotter, baby.” He sits up, rolling over to pull you with him. You quickly situate yourself on top of him, bouncing your hips as your hands press onto his chest, “M’so close again.”

���One more, baby.” Sam pants, his hands gripping tightly on your hips, “Just one more.”

You nod, head tilting to the side. Your eyes squeeze shut as your lips part, and you feel a hand on your chin, “Eyes on me, baby.”

You look down at Sam, moaning out as your pussy squeezes his cock, “Fuck fu-“ you force yourself to keep your eyes on Sam, moaning loudly as you bounce through your high.

Sam groans, biting his lip as he bucks his hips upward, “Fuck.”

Colby moves to sit by Sam, camera pointed at you as you come to a stop. Sam sits up and leans forward, pressing his lips to hours, “Let me finish in that pretty little mouth.”

You nod, moving off of him to settle between his legs.

You lean down, lips wrapping around his cock and you instantly start bobbing. Sam leans back, gasping out as his hips buck, “Oh shit.” He reaches down, moving your hair out of his view and his eyes are glued to you.

His eyes track your head as you lift up and push back down, swallowing his cock almost whole, “F-fu-“ his hand slides back, tightly gripping your hair as you feel his cock twitch in your mouth.

He breathes heavy as you lift your head, “Hold it for me.” You nod and look at Colby as he leans forward with the camera, “Open.”

You open your mouth, moving your tongue around to show off the cum sitting on and under it.

Colby groans, “Fuck, baby. You’re so hot.”

You move over to settle between Colby’s legs, tilting your head back slightly as you slowly and sexily spit the cum. It rolls down your chin, and both of them groan.

You tilt your head forward, letting the rest fall out of your mouth and onto Colby’s cock before taking him into your mouth.

You work your head the same way with did to Sam, bobbing up and down. Colby hands the camera to Sam, both of his hands moving to rest on your head.

“I’m right there, baby.” Colby breathes out, a moan following his words closely, “Oh fuck.” He bucks his hips upward, groaning as his cock twitches inside of your mouth.

Sam leans forward, biting into his lip as you show the mixed cum pooling in your mouth. You close your lips, swallowing before giving the camera a big smile.

Sam shakes his head as he stops recording, setting the camera down before pulling you into a kiss, “I’ll get a bath ready.”

“Yeah, she definitely deserves all the pampering tonight.” Colby reaches out, pulling you to him, “You good?”

You nod, “Oh yeah. I’m great.” You smile, laughing slightly. Colby looks down at you, “What’s so funny, baby?”

“I’m just thinking about if that video were to get out.”

“Oh trust me.” Colby chuckles, “That video is for our eyes only.”

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your innocent bestfriend just confessed he's never jerked off so you decide to be a sweetheart and help him...

"you told me you're scared to jerk off?" i started softly. "well, i'm going to help you with that today. do you trust me?"

he hesitated for a moment, swallowing hard before giving a subtle nod.

"i need words," i said, crawling onto the bed and kneeling behind him.

"...okay, i trust you," he finally whispered.

i smiled gently, my hands gliding up and down his tattooed arms before one hand moved to the back of his head, fingers tangling in his brunette curls. his breathing became shallow as i leaned closer, my lips brushing his ear.

"watch the video," i murmured, my voice low, feeling the warmth of his skin as a soft blush rose to his cheeks.

he inhaled sharply, gulping. "o—okay."

i reached for the remote at the edge of the bed and pressed play. the screen flickered on, revealing a man and woman on a king-sized bed. the man undressed her slowly, kissing down her body. it was matt's first time watching something like this, so i kept it tame—no intense bdsm shit immediately. that would’ve been too much for him.

the man on screen used his teeth to tug down the woman’s black lace thong, exposing her. matt's breath hitched at the sight, and i noticed the slight tension in his body as he stared. i almost smiled at his reaction.

the man's tongue flicked along her slit, teasing her clit. the woman let out a soft moan, her hands gripping the sheets, her head tilting back as pleasure washed over her. my own body responded involuntarily, a subtle throb building between my legs.

on-screen, the man slid a finger inside her, his tongue swirling around her swollen clit. her moans grew louder, and as i glanced down, i could see the noticeable bulge pressing against matt’s pants.

"d’you ever think about doing that?" i whispered into his ear, my voice low and teasing. "flicking your tongue over her sensitive clit, fucking her with your fingers... huh, matt?"

a groan escaped him, and he nodded eagerly, his breath catching as my words sank in.

on the screen, the man pinched the woman’s nipple, rolling it between his thumb and finger, and she arched her back, her breasts peeking in the air.

"look at her tits, matt. have you ever thought about kissing them? sucking them? fucking them?" i asked, my voice barely above a whisper, each word deliberate. he nodded again, licking his lips, his eyes glued to the scene. i could tell my words were getting to him.

the woman’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she edged closer to her orgasm. the man’s fingers worked faster, thrusting in and out, curling to hit that perfect spot. his tongue danced over her clit, humming as he flicked it with precision. i could feel the growing heat between my own legs, the vibrations from the scene practically resonating in me.

"watch her cum, matt," i urged, and as if on cue, the woman’s cries peaked, her body shuddering as she reached her climax. matt let out a strained whine, his chest heaving as his eyes fluttered, almost rolling back.

in an instant, the woman was on her knees, fumbling with the man’s belt until his cock sprang free, slapping against his lower stomach. she teased him with soft kisses at the tip, her hand gripping him as he tangled his fingers in her hair. matt’s breathing quickened, the tension in his body palpable, and i could see his arousal growing, his jeans straining against him. i swore i saw his zipper move.

she took the man deep into her throat, moaning in satisfaction, while he tilted his head back, pushing her down further. matt’s eyes were fixed on the scene, his body tense, his arousal undeniable.

"have you ever wondered what it would feel like to be deepthroated?" i asked softly, my lips brushing his ear. he didn’t respond right away, his focus on the screen. i pressed further. "answer me."

"yes," he groaned, nodding quickly, his breath coming in shallow gasps as the woman swirled her tongue around the man's tip, moaning as she did.

matt’s eyes squeezed shut, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath. his dick strained against his jeans, aching for release.

"keep watching," i whispered, my voice thick with desire. "watch what she’s doing. feel it, matt... imagine it."

i placed my hand on his thigh, dragging it slowly back and forth, teasing him. my fingers grazed over the bulge in his jeans, and he sucked in a sharp breath, his body trembling beneath my touch.

"you’re so hard," i moaned softly in his ear, biting my lip. "look at you, baby."

on the screen, the man teased the woman with his cock, tapping it against her clit before sliding it teasingly into her, pulling out just as quickly. the tension between us built, both of us caught up in the moment.

"how badly do you want to fuck her, matt?" i teased, my voice sultry as my hand rubbed over his hard-on. "how badly do you want to bury your cock in her tight little pussy?"

“please, y/n," matt whimpered, his voice strained with need. "please..."

"please what?" i asked, palming him harder. his chest rose and fell rapidly, his eyes glued to the screen as the man finally plunged into the woman. the tension was thick in the air.

"touch me," he finally gasped, his voice barely above a whisper.

i traced my lips along the nape of his neck, leaving soft kisses on his warm skin. slowly, i tugged down his zipper and pulled his boxers down in one swift motion, freeing his length. my breath hitched at the sight.

"fuck," i muttered under my breath.

matt glanced at me nervously. "is... is it okay?"

"shit, you're so big," i whispered, biting down on my lip as i stared at him.

pushing aside my hesitation, i leaned up to kiss along his jaw, my hand wrapping around the base of his cock, slowly pumping him. his reaction was immediate.

"ah, shit!" matt cursed, his eyes squeezing shut as a groan tore from his throat, louder than i’d ever heard before.

i stilled my movements. "nope. eyes open." i waited for him to follow my command, and when he did, his gaze locked on the screen where the woman bit down on the man’s shoulder, desperate to cum.

"you like that?" i asked, pumping him faster now. "you like my hand wrapped around your cock?"

"yes... yes," he pleaded, his voice barely steady.

"good boy," i praised, my thumb swiping across his slit, slick with pre-cum. "you're being such a good boy, matt."

"so... so fucking good," he groaned, his hips jerking up into my hand, desperate for more. "go... go faster. please. faster."

i leaned in close, whispering against his ear, "show me how fast. wrap your hand around mine." he obeyed instantly, his hand gripping mine and guiding it, forcing my hand tighter around him as we moved together.

"fuck, yeah," he groaned, his head falling back as his body trembled under my touch.

my clit throbbed in response to his words, and i could only imagine what it would feel like to have him inside me, his cock pressing against my walls, hitting that sweet spot so perfectly. i wanted nothing more than to wrap my lips around him, to take him fully and give him the pleasure only my mouth could provide.

"ah, y/n... fuuuck, like that," he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure. my body begged for relief, but i resisted. this moment was about him.

"cum for me," i whispered, pressing a kiss to his neck.

a whimper escaped matt’s lips as he came, his release hitting at the same moment as the couple on screen. his body tensed, his hand slipping away from mine as he gripped the sheets tightly, his load spilling over my hand.

"holy shit," he breathed, leaning back against me, his head resting on my chest as he caught his breath.

the video came to an end, and silence filled the room, save for the sound of his heavy breathing. we stayed like that for a few moments, the weight of the moment sinking in. then, suddenly, we burst into laughter, the tension breaking into something lighter.

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Give An Inch || Oscar "Spooky" Diaz

(GIF Credit: @merakiaes)

A/N: Not proofread, apologises. Feel free to point out any mistakes with the Spanish translations. Thanks!

Pairing(s): Spooky x Reader ▪︎ The Core 5 x Reader (platonic relationship) 

Summary: A helping hand is mistaken for something else. 

Warnings: fluff, language, mention of smut (very light), mentions of a baby, sexist comments, 

Word Count: 1815

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"Come on, (Y/N)." Jamal begged, trying to snatch the bag filled with candy, "just one more and I promise I'll stop asking." 

"No, Jamal," she reprimanded the teenager, "you've eaten enough candy as it is."

He huffed, the rest of the group laughing at his misfortune. Oscar shook his head, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, clicking his tongue, "eh, just give him one." 

She looked at him, "and have him throw up on himself? I don't think so." She glanced over at the group and back at him, "besides, he keeps grabbing the (flavour) ones and there's hardly any left." 

With a laugh, he kissed her forehead, "so it's not about his well being? It's 'cause he keeps taking the ones you like?" 

"Shut up," was her response. 

That made him laugh harder, causing the group of teenagers to look back at the couple. Cesar smiled at how carefree his brother looked whereas his friends were still surprised, despite knowing of the couple's marital status. 

They and their families, the Santos and (Y/N)'s family were present at the courthouse, a simple but elegant affair. Despite her mother's protest about a big wedding, (Y/N) was more focused on spending the rest of her life with Oscar and Cesar (they were a packaged deal). She didn't care where they got married. 

It had been months since that court appearance and (Y/N) and Oscar had fallen in love with each other more everyday. Yes, they had their disagreements, but before the sun set apologises were said and a round of cuddles were given. He may have been a tough Santos leader, but Oscar was big on affection. 

A relaxed date night for the pair turned into an eventful group outing. (Y/N) didn't mind, having grown accustomed to having the teenagers around (even Jasmine with her big personality, something she really admired). Oscar was annoyed, but adjusted to having her attention shared. 

The teenagers began to disagree on whether to try their luck with the games or grab a bite to eat. The girls wanted to play some games and the boys wanted to get some more food. (Y/N) decided to make the decision for them, looking at Oscar, "you go with the boys and I'll go with the girls," she laughed, taking note of his unimpressed look, "they're not that bad." 

Right on cue, Jamal and Ruby began arguing about the most problematic person in the 90 Day Fiancé: Before the 90 Days cast. Cesar stood by, saying nothing and somehow got dragged into the debate. (Y/N) shook her head and pecked Oscar's cheek, "good luck." 

And with that, she walked off with the girls in tow. 

The three walked around for quite a bit before deciding on playing Whac-a-Mole; no lines, reasonably priced and the prizes were really good. (Y/N) handed the attendant the money and watched the game light up. 

"How do you plan on winning?" Monse asked, knowing that a bunch of the games were rigged. 

"By imagining something that pisses me off," she replied. Both girls quirked an eyebrow and watched as she hit almost every single mole that popped out of its hole. When the game ended, she glanced over at them, "see?" 

They laughed at her chosen stuffed animal being a wolf, knowing her obsession with dogs, when the attendant asked about her prize. Taking a step back, she allowed the girls to decide if they wanted to play a game. 

Unbeknownst to her, a figure had been watching from afar and decided right at that moment to start up a conversation. 

(Y/N) felt a presence move closer, she smiled thinking they were passing by, but instead stopped right in front of her. Her eyebrows furrowed, as she took in the person; solid build, tall and tanned skin. 

"The name's Damian," he introduced himself.

She nodded, "hello, Damian, I'm (Y/N). Did you need something?" 

Before he could reply a mallet hit the side of his head. She covered her mouth to stifle her laughter, eyes looking at the direction of where it flew to find Monse nodding towards Jasmine, the girl giving a sheepish grin. (Y/N) turned back around to find Damian rubbing his head.

"Well… uh, that was… something," he muttered, picking up the object and holding it out. 

"Sorry," Jasmine apologised, taking it and giving it back to the attendant.

(Y/N) noticed his cheek darkening, "you might need some ice for that," she held up her finger, "follow my finger, please." A couple seconds later, she concluded, "you don't seem to have a concussion, but you should check out the medical tent." 

He smiled, "you in the medical field?" 

"A nurse at the local hospital." 

"Beauty and brains," he complimented

She shook her head, "come on I'll take you," she glanced over her shoulder, "tell the guys where I'm going, okay? I shouldn't be long." 

Monse and Jasmine nodded at her instructions, sharing a look when she walked around the corner, hopefully Spooky wasn't nearby. 

But of course, luck wasn't on their side. 

"You girls win anything?" 

They turned around and found Cesar walking ahead of the group, a grin plastered across his face holding up a teddy bear and handing it over to Monse. Jamal and Ruby holding a slushie and a churro in their hands. Spooky took notice of the missing figure, his eyes staring at the pair, "where's (Y/N)?" 

Jasmine piped up, "at the medical tent," when she noticed their concerned faces she quickly added, "don't worry, she's not hurt. She took a guy there 'cause I hit him in the head with a mallet." 

"You hit him with a mallet?" questioned Ruby, taking a sip of his slushie. 

"Sí, pero no propósito," she gestured to the truck, "I was using it for the game, they really need to tape that shit down."  

Jamal's eyebrows scrunched together, "aren't those things attached?" 

"Yeah, they are," Monse replied, "well.. one used to be." 

As the group got on the subject of other carnival games, they didn't notice Spooky slipping away to find (Y/N). Always being down to help whoever with whatever, it didn't come as a surprise to him hearing she had walked the guy over to the medical tent. It was a trait he loved about her, but of course it had setbacks. 

With a heart as big as hers, there were some people who liked to take advantage of her goodwill. 

If the guy fell into that category, then he was in for a rude awakening.

He walked around the corner, avoiding a bunch of kids running with their parents trying to keep up with them. Passing by several tents he found the one he was looking for. It wasn't that hard as an ambulance, cots and paramedics stuck out among the food trucks and carnival games. 

His eyes focused on her, her hands clutching a stuffed animal, a smile crossed his face taking note of it being a wolf. She let out a laugh and continued talking to the person next to her. He moved towards them, his pace picking up when he noticed her twiddling her thumbs, a subtle sign that showed she was beginning to feel uncomfortable. 

"Cariño." He called out. 

Her head turned in his direction, a big smile on her face as she rose to her feet. When he was close enough, she wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest. When she released her hold, she pecked his lips. 

Quickly bending down to pick up the wolf plushie.  

After shaking it, she held it up to his face, "say hello to the new love of my life." 

He kissed his teeth, "new love? The only new love of your life is gonna be the baby I put in you, esta noche." 

She gasped and hit his chest, laughing when he pulled her in and kissed the top of her head. 

"Uh… you're taken?" 

The couple turned to the figure holding the ice pack to his cheek. (Y/N) nodded, "yep, happily taken." Holding up her left hand to reveal just how taken she was.

Damian shook his head, "you're married and walking around as if you're single? Wow, aren't you a great catch." 

Her eyebrows furrowed, at the switch in his tone, "excuse you?" 

"You led me on."

"Led you on?" She scoffed, "how?" 

He gestured to the tent, "you brought me here." 

"Yeah, I brought you here to make sure you were okay," she replied, "and before you say anything about me staying with you, I thought I'd keep you company before your friends arrived." 

"You have to train her better," Damian shifted his focus to Oscar, "can't have your wife leading men on like some bitch in heat." 

Before (Y/N) could blink, Oscar gripped the front of Damian's shirt and pulled him close their nose centimetres apart, "don't fucking talk to her like that, understand me?" Damian just blinked, causing Oscar to give him a shake, "I asked you a question." 

He nodded, "yeah, I won't. Ever again." 

Oscar loosened his grip, nodding towards the bruising on the side of his head, "next time it'll be a bullet," at the scared look he received, he smirked, "now, apologise to my wife, pendejo." 

"I'm sorry." 

"She has a name." 

"I'm sorry, (Y/N)." 

"What are you sorry for?" 

"I'm sorry, (Y/N) for calling you a bitch and assuming that you were interested." Damian apologised. 

She nodded, "thank you." 

"When a woman is interested, she'll make it clear that she's interested." Oscar explained, "if she isn't interested, back off." 

"Right, got it." 

"But with your obscured view on women, I doubt they'd be interested," (Y/N) snickered, "all that muscle on you and you're nothing but a punk ass bitch." 

Oscar held her hand in his, giving the back of it a kiss, "come on," when they were about a metre away, (Y/N) called out, "enjoy the rest of your night, Damian. You sexist pig." 

This received a few stares from those surrounding the other tents but the couple kept walking as if nothing had happened. (Y/N) allowed Oscar to lead them back to wherever the group of teenagers were. When she spotted them, she stopped her movement, causing Oscar to halt in his.

"What's wrong?" 

She smirked and moved in close, fingers fiddling with the button of his shirt, "do you wanna get started?'

His eyebrow arched, "get started on what?" 

"On putting that baby in me…. Unless, you've changed your mind and -" 

She laughed when he gripped her hand and dragged her in the direction of the car, throwing a comment about texting Cesar that she wasn't feeling well and to stay the night at Monse's when she asked about the group noticing their disappearance. 

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Spanish Translation(s): 

Sí, pero no propósito - yeah, but not on purpose

Cariño - dear or darling 

Esta noche - tonight 

Pendejo - asshole or bastard

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Sneaky Link || Oscar Diaz

A/N: It’s been so long but with season 4 coming out at some point I figured it’s time to start writing again. Anyways, had a request from a while ago about at reader x Spooky sneaky link. Hope you guys enjoy!

Summary: Reader is Sad Eyes sister, secretly dating Oscar “Spooky” Diaz

Warnings: language, slight smut

Word count: 3,000

You moved to sit back in the passenger seat, pulling your shirt back down to cover your chest. Sweat caused the loose hair at the back of your neck to stick to your skin and you struggled to catch your breath as you watched the equally breathless Santo, in the driver’s seat, fix his pants. He glanced over at you and raised an eyebrow when he caught you staring.

“This would be a lot more comfortable for you if we were in a bed.” He gesture to the hand you were currently using to rub your neck. Sex in a car can be fun but somehow you always found yourself bent in odd angles that left you soar, and not in the good way, afterwards.

“And would that bed be at your place, where there’s always Santos hanging around or mine where my over protective brother could walk in on us?” You replied.

You didn’t wait for his response and instead you reached to open the door and stepped out of the car. You leaned down and smiled at the Santo, and before closing the door, said “see ya later Oscar.”

You made your way down the street to your house, aware that Oscar was watching to make sure you made it inside, you could never be too cautious late at night in Freeridge. What you weren’t aware of were the four other pairs of eyes watching from across the street.

“Ohmygod!” Jamal whisper shouted as he turned to his friends, “did just you see what I just saw?”

“Do you mean Y/N getting out of Spooky’s car or what they were doing before she got out?” Ruby asked.

“This is not good, oh no this is really not good. Do you think her brother knows?” Jamal asked in a high pitched voice.

“If her brother knew I doubt they’d be sneaking around,” Monse said before turning towards Cesar and asking “did you know about this?”

Cesar put his hands up “I had not idea! They barely talk whenever she’s at my place.” He said.

“You know it kind of makes sense that they don’t talk too much what with her brother being Sad Eyes, Spooky’s homie, they probably wouldn’t want to draw too much attention or have any rumors started.” Ruby said.

Jamal looked at the group, “So what are we going to do?” He asked.

“I’m going to go home and WE-” Monse replied, “-aren’t going to do or say anything about what we saw.” She looked pointedly at Jamal, “I mean it Jamal, nothing.”

“You know I don’t do well with secrets” Jamal whined as the group began walking again.

“All you have to do is avoid Y/N” Cesar said.

“And Spooky, and Sad Eyes, and probably any other Santo for good measure” Ruby said, laughing at his friend’s expense.

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“Hey where you been?” Your brother, Antonio, asked as you stepped into your house. He was sitting on the couch with a few other Santos, who looked over at you.

“Out” you replied as you slipped off your shoes.

“You know I don’t like you going out alone at night,” Antonio said, “It’s not safe.”

“Deja de preocuparte Tony, I’m fine.” You said and made your way down the hall to your room.

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Two days later.

The door to your room opened, Antonio come in and threw himself on your bed.

“Ew gross get off! You smell like weed!” You yelled at him, trying to shove him off of the bed but he resisted, rolling himself up in your blanket instead.

“You’re fucking annoying,” you said giving up trying get him off of your bed and going back to the text you had just received.

Antonio let out a laugh, knowing his presence was annoying you, he reached over and snatched your phone out of your hands, “who you texting?”

“Give it back Tony! You play too much” you made a grab for your phone, you weren’t sure what the text said but you knew you didn’t want him to see it, but you brother stood up holding the phone over your head. You hit him in the stomach, “I’m serious!”

“See you at the party tonight?” Antonio read the message off of your phone, he looked at you, all humor gone from his face. “What party? The Santo’s party? You told me you weren’t going?”

You crossed your arms, a scowl on your face, “well maybe I changed my mind. I didn’t know I had to run my decision by you. ” You said.

“You know you’re not supposed to be hanging around Los Santos without me knowing Y/N, its not safe.” he said through gritted teeth, “and who the fuck is asking you that? Is there some fool you running around town with?” He gestured to the contact name in your phone a simple heart emoji.

“It’s none of your business.” You said.

“The fuck its not! You ain’t gonna be running around these streets with some dude!” He yelled at you.

“Oh so you can run around and bring a different girl home all the time but with me it’s different?” You asked.

Antonio nodded his head and replied, “yes exactly.”

“I don’t really see what the big deal is, you were probably just going to drag me to the party any ways. You always do.” You said, shrugging your shoulders and hoping to divert his attention away from the text.

Antonio let out a sigh before handing you back your phone, “Fine you can go with me tonight, but you’re gonna show me who this guy is you’re trying to meet there.”

You just watched your brother walk out of the room, there was no way you could let your brother find out who your boyfriend was. Your phone chimed with a new message as you threw yourself onto your bed ‘you ignoring me now mamas?’ It read. You typed out a quick response confirming that you’d see him there then rushed to get ready.

You followed your brother through Spooky’s house and out to the back yard where the music grew louder and people stood around drinking.

“Aye keep up’ your brother said placing his arm around you shoulders to keep you close. You rolled your eyes, this was going to be a long night. Before you knew it you found yourself standing in a circle with several of your brother’s friends, his arm still keeping you stuck to his side. Your eyes scanned the yard looking for any of your friends. “Looking for tu novio?” Your brother asked.

“Nope, just anyone that can get me away from this boring ass conversation.” You said, rolling your eyes and trying to pull away from Antonio.

“Aye Sad Eyes, que onda compa?” A familiar voice interrupted the two of you, distracting your brother enough for you to take a few steps away from him. You brother turned to speak to Oscar.

Oscar nodded toward you, “sup Y/N? Aren’t you usually off dancing with your little friends?” He said.

You smiled softly at Oscar before glancing back at your brother, scowl back on your face you replied, “I would be but I’m being held hostage by this fool.”

Oscar let out a laugh, “hostage?” he asked Antonio.

“Man, she thinks she’s slick running around with some little secret novio.” He said, sucking on his teeth.

Oscar raised his eyebrow as he looked back at you, humor laced his voice as he asked, “A secret novio huh? What’s this guy like.”

You were saved from having to answer as a familiar face popped up, the person shoving past Oscar and hugging you, “Y/N!” Cesar said, his friends each hugging you after Cesar pulled away.

“Hey guys, how are you?” You asked. You were pretty close to the four high schoolers as you had spent a lot of time watching Cesar as he grew up. Whenever Oscar and your brother had to go on a run Oscar would bring Cesar over and you would take care of him. Soon enough it turned into the core four having sleepovers at your place.

“We need to talk” Jamal said, urgently pulling on your arm.

“Looks like I have more important things to do than stand around here.” You said, flipping off your brother and following the teenagers.

You came to a stop by a cooler full of beers and picked one up as you turned toward the group, “so what’s up?”

“What, oh nothing. We just couldn’t stand the awkwardness going on over there anymore.” Jamal said, gesturing to where Oscar and Antonio stood. A few girls had moved to join them and your brother seemed to have forgotten about you as he leaned down to talk to one of them. Oscar, on the other hand was staring right at you, a smirk on his full lips as his eyes wondered over your body before meeting your own. You glanced away feeling a blush rise in your cheeks.

“What awkwardness?” You said, confused that the teens would pick up on anything.

“Ok look I know we said we weren’t going to say anything, but you guys know I’m not good with secrets,” Jamal started, Monse tried to cover his mouth but he continued, “We saw you and Os-Spooky doing the humpity dumpity in his car the other night.”

Your smile dropped, a cold sweat taking over your body at his words, “what?’

“WE SAW YOU GUYS BUMPIN UGLIES, you know, taking a trip to pound town, you were letting him check your oil girl!” Jamal said before you were able to cover his mouth.

“Ok chill, shut up about it.” Your hand still covered the kid’s mouth, “now if I remove my hand are you going to keep quiet?”

Jamal nodded his head. Slowly you pulled your hand away and looked at the group, “Now, how did you guys even see that?”

Cesar rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “well, uh, we uh-”

“We were walking home and we saw you guys, and to be fair anyone could have walked outside and seen you guys I mean you weren’t even parked far from your house and I’m surprised no-one has found out about this considering how so not careful you two are being.” Ruby said.

You stared at him in shock, you had to admit he had a point but, “you guys can’t say anything about this. I mean it.” You said eyeing Jamal and that big mouth of his.

“You can trust us Y/N” Monse said.

You nodded and glanced back over at Oscar to find he was already looking at you. He nodded his head toward the house before breaking eye contact and walking toward the backdoor. You looked back at the teens, “I’ll be back” you said before quickly following in the direction Oscar had gone. You entered the house to find it was pretty empty. You made your way down the hall and opened the door to Oscar’s room. He was already there and he turned when he heard you enter.

“So tell me about this novio of yours.” He said laughing as you closed the door.

“Shut up, this is serious” you said, slapping his chest. He leaned down, arms wrapping around your waist, and placed a soft kiss on your lips.

“It’ll be fine mamas” he mumbled against your lips.

“How can you be so sure?” You asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck, moving your body closer to his.

Oscar began trailing small kisses along your jaw and down your neck before answering with, “because I am, now can we get back to this?”

You let out a giggle, “oh so is this all you wanted me for?” You asked.

Oscar stopped his movements and pulled back to look you in the eyes, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. His deep brown eyes staring into your own eyes. Finally he spoke, voice soft and low, “you know this is so much more right mamas? That you mean so fucking much to me? You know how much I love you Y/N?”

You smiled at him, bringing you hand up to cover his where it was on your cheek, “Yes I know that baby, I love you too Oscar.”

Seemingly satisfied with your response his hand slipped behind your neck, drawing you closer to him, his lips meeting yours in a kiss so passionate all of the stress of the idea of your brother finding out or the core four knowing about you and Oscar disappeared. Oscar brought his hands down to your ass giving it a squeeze before lifting you up and walking over to his bed. He laid you down, climbing between your legs, and began to trail kisses from your neck down the deep plunge of your top.

It was rare that you and Oscar found yourselves alone in a room and you two planned on making the most of it. Slowly, Oscar slid his hands up your shirt and pulled it over your head, discarding it somewhere across the room and stared at the newly exposed skin, his fingers traced along the lace of the bra that still covered your breasts before his thumb rubbed over your hardening nipple. Even through the fabric of your bra the sensation was enough to cause your back to arch up off of the bed, you breathing quickened as he continued to move his thumb in slow circles. you reached under your back and unclasped your bra, wanting to feel his hands on your bare skin. Oscar watched as you slid the straps down your arms until you fully removed your bra, exposing your breasts.

“Damn” Oscar said, voice deep with lust as his eyes roamed your body. He leaned down and placed light kisses across your chest before capturing your left nipple in his mouth and sucking, his hand expertly rubbing your right nipple. The sensation of his mouth and hands on you had your core heating up and you knew your panties were already soaked.

Oscar’s mouth left your nipple as he continued to trail kisses down your stomach to the top of your jeans. Slowly he unbuttoned them and hooked his fingers in your waistband, pulling your pants down your legs and making sure to take your panties with them.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” A familiar voice yelled.

Oscar’s movements stopped as the both of you looked towards the door to find your brother standing there, a furious expression on his quickly reddening face. You expected him to yell, to come charging at Oscar, but instead he just shook his head and slammed the door.

You and Oscar stared at each other before quickly getting up and throwing your clothes back on. Within seconds you were both out the door and rushing down the hallway and into the living room where a livid Sad Eyes was pacing the room.

“Tony it’s-“ you started to speak but stopped when his gaze met yours.

“What you wanna sit here and lie? Tell me I didn’t just see you two fucking?!” Tony yelled, getting in your face, “I didn’t realize my sister was a pinche Santo whore!”

“Aye watch it foo” Oscar said as he put himself between you and your brother. You always knew you would have to tell you brother eventually but this was not the way you had imagined things happening. Fear seized your heart at the idea of a fight breaking out. Both men, you knew, could hold their own but there was a reason people around Freeridge called Oscar Spooky and you knew things wouldn’t end well if it came to a fight.

“Oh what you stepping up now, Spooky” Tony taunted as he shoved Oscar, “you and my sister! My fucking sister man!”

Oscar’s jaw clenched, his hands in fists at his sides, “You need to remember who your fucking talking to” He said, shoving Tony back.

You quickly wrapped your hand around Oscar’s wrist, he stared down at your hand before meeting your eyes. His face softened as he stared into your worried eyes “no te preocupes mi amor.”

Your eyes shifted back over to your brother who looked more confused than angry at Oscar’s response to you. “Tony, this,” you said, pointing between you and Oscar, “this is real, I love him and we aren’t going to stop seeing each other. So you’re gonna have to get use to it.”

Tony rubbed a hand over his face then glanced between you and Oscar, he sighed in defeat “she’s my baby sister man.”

Oscar nodded his head, “I know” he replied.

“You better treat her right” Tony said and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as Oscar looked down at you,

“What were you even doing going into Oscar’s room?” You asked your brother.

“I was looking for you.”

You scrunched your face up in confusion, “but why would you look for me in Oscar’s room?”

“I was just checking the house because that foo said you were in here.” He said, pointing behind you.

You and Oscar turned to find Cesar, Monse, Ruby, and Jamal, who was nervously crouching behind Cesar, standing in the hallway staring.

“In my defense,” Jamal said, “I said that I wouldn’t check the house if I were you.”

You stared at him incredulously, “Jamal, one day you’re really going to have to learn how to keep that big mouth of yours shut.”

Next to you, Oscar started to laugh as he pulled you closer to him.

Tony cleared his throat, “I mean it compa, you better take are of her.” He said before walking out the front door.

“I plan to,” Oscar whispered in you ear, “why don’t we go finish what we started?” Before you could answer Oscar had picked you up and was carrying you back towards his bedroom. This is going to be an interesting new part to your relationship…

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A Lesson in Faking it

Summary: An evening of fake dating leads to a night of revealing true feelings

Request: They have to pose as a couple and heavy make out in a club or a bar to get the attention of an unsub. When the case is over they also have to share the hotel bedroom

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader 

Category: Smut, Fluff

Content Warnings: (18+, minors DNI) Fake dating in a swinger club, mentions of case related violence, consensual voyeurism (because they are in a swinger club) including BDSM scenes, implied bisexual reader, awkwardness, tension, jealousy, heavy kissing, fingering, protected penetrative sex

Word count: 4.2k

Masterlist

Joining the BAU came with a lot of new experiences for you. Today you learned that going to a swinger club with Spencer Reid would be one of them. 

It was the hunting ground of the latest unsub you chased and you and the good looking doctor just happened to be the same age group as his previous victims. So it was only logical that you’d have to pose as a couple to finally catch this guy. 

Spencer was resistant at first but when he realized it was the only good option your team had at catching this guy, he agreed at last. 

“Let’s do this, babe!” you chirped as you stepped into the backseat of the car where Spencer was already waiting for you. He raised his eyebrows when he heard the nickname you chose for him.

Luke drove the car while Emily explained the details of your mission. The overly confident demeanor you displayed was your way of hiding the fact that posing as a couple with Spencer would certainly be your downfall. For weeks you had been pining after him while desperately trying to not let your true feelings show. 

From the corners of his eyes your coworker ogled your outfit and you couldn't ignore how he licked his lips while doing it. The lacy top you wore barely covered your skin and left little to the imagination. Together with skin-tight black leather pants it was the perfect outfit for a fake date night at the swinger club. 

Turning to Spencer, you looked at his clothes. He was wearing a black dress shirt and suit pants, not too different from his usual work attire. With a playful smirk you reached for his shirt, prompting him to almost jump at the contact. 

“What are you doing?” he squeaked, his voice a lot higher than usual. 

He didn't stop you when you undid the first two buttons of his shirt. “Making you look less like an agent,” you explained.

“Reid, you better get used to her touching you,” Luke laughed while looking at the rear-view mirror. “Don’t bust this mission right away.”

“We’re not undercover yet,” he retorted while rolling his eyes.  

“Maybe you two should talk about your boundaries before you go in,” Emily suggested with a firm tone. “I don't want either of you to be uncomfortable.”

Spencer sighed at her words. “That’s gonna be difficult in a swinger club.”

Emily turned around to look at the two of you. “You said you were okay with it. We can abort this mission right now if you’re having second thoughts.”

“No, it’s fine,” Spencer said and looked at you. “As long as you’re okay with it, too.”

You nodded. “I’m good.” 

That's what you had convinced yourself to believe, at least. Being surrounded by half-naked people in an overtly sexual environment while trying to catch a killer with your ridiculously attractive coworker was certainly not an easy task. Neither Spencer nor you had been to a place like that before. It was hard to imagine what exactly would expect you and how that would make you feel.

“Are you okay with me touching you?” Spencer asked, concern written over his face. 

Despite Emily’s suggestion to discuss exactly that, his question still caught you by surprise. Imagining his hands brushing along your body let your heart beat uncomfortably fast inside your chest. 

“Uhm… yeah, I am. Just not uh… everywhere,” you awkwardly laughed.  

“Just be reasonable,” Emily requested. “I really don’t want us to end up in a meeting with HR.” 

“What about kissing?” Spencer asked both you and Emily. 

A silent gasp rolling over your lips at the thought of his mouth on yours. Of course you knew that anything happening tonight was a sham but that didn’t change the fact that you yearned for his nearness nonetheless. 

“If you're both comfortable with it,” your unit chief answered. 

Without thinking too much about it, you said, “I’m okay with it.” 

A reassuring smile spread over Spencer’s face. “Yeah, me too.”

“Make sure to never separate and have each other’s backs,” Luke reminded you. “You're both wearing your ankle holsters, right?” 

In unison Spencer and you nodded. 

“From what we know he’ll try to separate his victims from the crowd by asking them to watch them or join them having sex. The men were all tied up when they were found, that's how he gained control. Don't forget that he’s extremely dangerous once you're alone with him. He has managed to overpower three couples so far,” Emily warned you. “So please be careful.”

There was no reason to worry, you knew that Spencer would not let anything happen to you. His presence made you feel safe and you were confident that this mission would be successful. 

At your destination, you got out of the car and instinctively grabbed Spencer's hand as you approached the entrance of the club. There was no hesitation on his side either, he intertwined his fingers with yours without making a comment. It felt natural, almost normal to hold his hand.

Once you stepped in, you were glad to have someone to hold onto. The sight of barely clothed people flirting and making out with each other was overwhelming. When you walked by a couple having sex in a jacuzzi, you felt the heat rushing to your face. 

It was almost impossible to focus and you had no idea where to look without seeing something even more scandalous. Spencer noticed your current state and gently squeezed your hand. 

“It will take a few moments to desensitize,” he explained seemingly unfazed. “Just try to relax.”

How he could stay so cool in a situation so awkward was inexplicable. His words proved to be right, though. After the initial shock had faded, you were able to focus more on your surroundings without feeling too much out of place. 

The people in the club seemed respectful and genuine. You realized that they were all just trying to have a good time in a safe environment. A vulnerability the unsub exploited. 

“You good?” Spencer murmured after locking eyes with you. 

“Yeah I’m okay. Are you?” 

He nodded before scanning the room once more. “Nothing suspicious so far,” he mumbled before turning back to you again. “You look beautiful, by the way.” 

His words made you smile and reminded you that you were supposed to pose as a couple tonight. “Thank you.”

Spencer placed his hand around your waist to pull you closer. “So, what are you in the mood for tonight, sweetheart?”

Leaning against his body, you winked at him before chirping, “I think I just wanna watch, for now.”

You made your way around the club, peeking in every room to look out for a sign of the unsub. In an attempt to merge into the crowd, you tried your best to act like a couple enjoying the show. It was weird and awkward to be there but having Spencer by your side made it tolerable. After a while curiosity took over as you took a look around the club. 

You stood in the doorframe of a room with a couple having the most sweet and loving sex when a sigh fell from your lips. It had been a while since you were intimate with anyone. Watching someone else in such a vulnerable moment let your heart yearn for a similar connection. 

“They are so cute,” you said when Spencer looked at you with raised eyebrows. “Don’t you think?”  

Your coworker just shrugged and took your hand to walk over to a different room. The expression on his face didn't reveal how he felt and you began to wonder if the stoicism he displayed was just a cover for his discomfort. 

The next scene that unfolded in front of you was too intense to hold back a gasp. Skillfully, a man was tying ropes over a woman’s body in an artistic way. It was obvious how much she enjoyed her confinement, moaning loudly whenever another cord dug into her skin. 

You couldn't help but imagine how you would feel in her place. The attention the man paid to her was unlike anything you’d ever seen. It was pure adoration. 

“Woah,” you muttered. “That's beautiful.”

Spencer leaned down to whisper in your ear, “Do you have to comment on everything we see?”

Tilting your head to look at him, you retorted, “Sorry, not everyone can play it as cool as you.”

“We’re wired,” Spencer reminded you. “Our team hears everything we say.”

With a smug grin on your face you teased, “So, bondage isn’t your thing?”

Rolling his eyes, he chuckled, “No comment.”

A smirk formed on his face even though he tried to suppress it. Maybe he wasn’t as unfazed by all of this as he led on. 

When you got to the next room, you almost froze in place when you realized what was happening. Two women, one more gorgeous than the other, were on a bed pleasuring each other. The skin on your face heated up so much you were practically glowing. With your mouth hanging open, you couldn't avert your eyes from them. 

From the corner of your eyes you realized that Spencer was watching you instead of them. “Interesting,” he chuckled.

Almost choking on your own saliva, you muttered, “Shut up.”

Your words caught the attention of the women in front of you. They both smiled when they looked at you. 

“You’re very pretty,” one of them said to you. The other one nodded and added, “Would you like to join us?”

“Uhm…,” was the only thing that made it past your lips. 

It wasn’t as if you actually considered accepting their invitation, this situation was just a little too much for you to handle. 

In an instant, Spencer grabbed your hand to drag you away into a private corner. 

“You need to get ahold of yourself,” he playfully scolded you. 

His implication that you were acting unprofessional made you angry. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Spencer stepped closer and let his fingertips drag along the neckline of your top, making your skin break out in goosebumps. For a moment you thought he was trying to feel you up. It surprised you how little you resisted his touch. In fact, his attention was very welcome and you wouldn’t even have thought about rejecting his move. 

Then you realized that he was looking for the microphone of your wire. When he found it, he pressed against it and leaned towards your ear while covering his own mic with his other hand.

“I can tell you're really aroused right now,” he softly spoke. 

Embarrassment clouded your mind when you heard his words. You felt like he had just caught you in the act. 

“What? That's not true!” you whisper-yelled in response. 

“Are you sure about that?” He took a moment to lean back and look at you before finding your ear once more. “Your pupils are dilated, your chest is heaving and–”

“Don’t profile me!” you squeaked. Taking a moment to breathe, you asked, “How is none of this affecting you at all?” 

That was when you noticed the rosy shade on his cheeks. Before he could answer, Emily’s voice echoing from your earpiece brought both of you back to reality. 

“Is everything okay? We suddenly only hear muffled sounds,” she asked, her voice laced with concern. 

Your coworker let go of the mics and said, “Yes, everything is fine.” 

“Good,” you heard her through the earpiece. “I don’t know what exactly is going on but it sounded like you two were arguing. Remember, you’re supposed to act like a lovey-dovey couple to catch the unsub’s attention.” 

“Yes, we’re on it,” Spencer said before he took your hand. “Let’s have a drink at the bar.” 

Without questioning his move, you followed him and ordered a glass of water at the bar. Sipping the cool liquid helped you clear your head and focus back on your mission. 

“Is it possible that he isn’t here tonight?” You asked your coworker as you watched him look around. 

Seemingly absent-minded, he said, “Maybe.” 

After a moment, Spencer placed his drink back on the bar and grabbed your waist to pull you closer. The sudden contact let a gasp fall from your mouth. His lips lowered down to your ear, his hot breath tickling your neck. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, your arms found their home around his neck to pull him even closer.  

“Someone’s watching us,” he breathed before gently letting his lips graze over your pulse point. Before he proceeded, he wanted to make sure, “I’m going to kiss you now. Is that okay?” 

“Y… Yes.” 

Without hesitation, his hands cupped your cheeks as he leaned in for the kiss. Your heart threatened to jump out of your chest and you couldn’t help but press your body firmly against his to feel even more of him. Playfully, your fingertips intertwined with the curls in the nape of his neck and you felt him smile into the kiss. 

His lips were so soft and tender but grew hungrier with every second passing. Feeling his tongue brushing against yours was enough to make you forget about your surroundings and you had a feeling that the current mission might have slipped Spencer’s mind as well.  

Suddenly, he leaned back before he mumbled, “He’s gone.”

Confused about what he was talking about, you mumbled, “Huh?”

“The guy who was watching us,” he clarified as he turned his head to look for him. “Come, I have an idea.”

Following his lead, you walked right behind him as he approached an empty room. He left the door wide open when he entered, allowing any passerby to watch whatever he was planning to do. Nervousness overcame you when you locked eyes with him, unsure of what he had in mind. 

Gently, he grabbed your arms to turn you around so you were facing the door. He stood right behind you as he placed his hands on your waist and leaned down to whisper, “Keep your eyes on the door. And please tell me if you’re uncomfortable.”

Then he began kissing along your neck, licking and nipping on the sensitive skin in a way that made your head spin. However, it was nothing compared to the feeling that overcame you when his hands began wandering over your body. His fingertips buried into the fabric of your shirt as they moved further down to grip your hips. 

There was no way to hinder the moan from falling from your lips. Spencer halted his motions for a split second, obviously surprised by your reaction, before he continued. You tilted your head to give him better access as he continued caressing your neck while his hands explored your body. 

It was difficult to keep your eyes open but you still managed to watch the curious glances of the people passing by. One man walked by the room and lingered for several moments before he disappeared again, only to come back a few seconds later. He stood in the doorframe to unabashedly watch how your coworker manhandled your body. 

“Babe,” you moaned to alert him. “Don’t stop.” 

Your coworker understood immediately, his eyes fluttering open to look at the man watching the two of you. Now all you had to do was to make him take the bait. 

Your nerves were on edge, adrenaline rushing through your body at the thought that a potential serial killer was watching you. Turning your head, you found Spencer’s lips while his hands moved along your top to carefully touch your breasts. That was what seemed to catch the man’s attention. 

“Can I join you two?” He said as he stepped closer. 

Spencer let go of you to watch him intently. You looked at the unsub, faking your best smile when you said, “Of course.” 

Closing the door behind him, he walked towards you, scanning your body as he licked his lips. The way he looked at you sent a shiver down your spine and let a knot form in your stomach. If this really was the unsub, you knew you couldn’t let this get too far and had to make your arrest quickly. 

Stepping closer to him until there was barely any distance left, you playfully cooed, “So, what are you into?” 

Motioning at your coworker, he said, “I would love to see you tie your boyfriend up and make him watch as I fuck you.” 

Spencer huffed at his words. One wrong move from the guy and you were sure Spencer would break his nose. His suggestion was exactly the modus operandi you saw with the unsub. There was no more doubt it was him.  

“Yeah?” you purred while reaching into your purse without raising any suspicions. Then, without a warning you swiftly grabbed his arm to pin it behind his back and push him against a wall. “What if I tied you up?” You snarled as you handcuffed him. “You’re under arrest.” 

“That was smooth,” Spencer chuckled as he stepped closer to assist you. 

After finishing up the arrest and the necessary paperwork for the day, your team headed to the hotel for the night. 

“Sorry guys, the hotel is overbooked,” Emily announced once she returned from the reception with keycards in her hands. “We’ll have to double up.” 

Before you realized what was happening, everyone of your coworkers quickly paired up with someone and left you and Spencer standing in the lobby. Too much had already happened tonight and you were too tired to try to convince someone else to share a room with you. If you could make out with him in a swinger club, you’d survive sharing a hotel room with Spencer. 

When you entered the room you quickly realized that there was only one bed. “Of course,” you laughed at the absurdity of the situation. 

“Are you okay with this?” Spencer wondered when he came to halt behind you. “I can sleep on the floor if you’re uncomfortable.”

“Yeah right,” you deadpanned. “You can grope my boobs but sharing a bed is where we draw the line.” 

Turning around to find his eyes, you noticed how the color drained from his face at your words. 

“I was joking. Relax! We’re all good,” you tried to calm him. 

“I still feel like I overstepped back there,” he confessed as his sight dropped to the floor. 

You stepped closer to him and placed your palms on his chest, tenderly brushing over the fabric of his dress shirt. “See?” you snickered. “Now we’re even.” 

Locking eyes with you, he showed you the sweetest smile. “What about your hickey?” he chuckled. 

In an instant your hand flew to your neck as you walked over to the mirror. With widened eyes you squeaked, “You gave me a hickey?!”

Inspecting the red and blue spot on your neck, you felt your cheeks heating up. The fact that Spencer had left a mark on you and everyone had already seen it before you could cover it up, made you feel dizzy. 

Spencer walked up behind you and found your eyes in the mirror. “Can I be honest with you?” After you nodded, he said, “I did it on purpose.” 

“Why?”

His voice was laced with a certain desperation when he kept talking. “I hated the way the people at the club looked at you. Like you were just another piece they needed for their collection.”

Confusion was written over your face when you stared at him through the reflection of the mirror. Focussed on watching everyone else back there, you hadn’t noticed how the other people at the swinger club had looked at you. 

“So you marked me?” you mumbled. 

For a moment he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I know you were just pretending but it was too hard to resist. I’m sorry, I overstepped.” 

His choice of words replayed in your mind once more until you realized what they meant. 

“Spencer,” you muttered as you turned around to face him. “Are you saying you were jealous? For real?”

“Yes,” he confessed.

It was as if his words broke the last restraint you still had. There was no more going back from this and you both knew it. Spencer still seemed surprised when you swung your arms around his neck to capture his lips in a hungry kiss. After the initial shock subsided, he grabbed your waist and reciprocated your motions. 

“I have wanted this for so long,” he muttered against your lips. 

Between more kisses you breathed, “Me too.” 

Weeks of longing and pining finally unloaded as you both gave into your desires. Walking over to the bed, you hastily began undressing one another until the last piece of clothing fell to the floor and you laid down on the mattress. 

Spencer took a moment to take in your beauty before he joined you. “You’re so pretty,” he cooed between more kisses. “So are you,” you answered as you welcomed him on top of you. 

His lips grazed along your jaw before they found your neck, littering it with tender kisses. When he bit down on the sensitive skin, your hands flew to his hair to tug on them. 

“Please no more hickey,” you purred. “I’m already yours.” 

Leaning back, he found your eyes, a soft smile painted over his face. Then he kissed you again, groaning, “Mine” against your lips. 

The confirming hum you let out in response quickly morphed into a whine once you felt one of his hands moving down your body. With purposeful motions it found its destination between your legs, making your body tremble at the sudden contact. 

Despite still yearning for more kisses, Spencer leaned back to be able to look at you when he began dragging his fingertips along your slit. When he found you already desperate for his touch, he sighed and closed his eyes for a second to savor the moment. 

You couldn’t hold back anymore and began rocking your hips against his hand ever so slightly. He wasn’t in a teasing mood and obliged your silent plea as he began drawing precise circles around your little nub. 

“Spencer,” you whined his name and noticed how his pupils dilated. “Please!” 

Two of his fingers lingered at your entrance for a second before slowly pushing in, making you arch your back at the sudden pressure. Your hand became curious as well and wandered down his stomach until it made contact with the tender skin of his cock. Before you could fully wrap your fingers around him, Spencer’s body began trembling. 

“I need you,” he whined, desperation clearly audible in his voice. 

Take me, you wanted to beg him before the rational side of your brain took over. “Do you have a condom?” you said instead. 

“Y… Yeah, I do,” he murmured as he carefully withdrew his hand from your center. 

Hurried and with little grace he got up from the bed to find his bag. He pulled out the condom and returned, finding you staring at him with raised eyebrows and a smug grin. For a moment you considered asking him why exactly he had condoms in his go-bag but decided against it. Right then you were glad he was prepared. 

Kneeling between your legs, he put the condom on before leaning over you to capture your lips in another kiss. You reached between your bodies to guide him to your waiting heat. He didn’t hesitate to push into you, a deep groan escaping his throat as he felt your tight walls enveloping him. 

The pressure he provided was almost overwhelming, making you whimper when he was fully inside you. Before he could mistake your excitement with discomfort, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pleaded, “Fuck me, Spencer.” 

Slow at first, he began pushing into you until he was sure that you could take the full extent of his eagerness. With purposeful motions he thrusted into you, showing no more reservations when you began singing his praise in the form of moans falling from your lips. 

When your walls began fluttering around him, Spencer realized how close he had come to his own downfall. Neither of you wanted it to be over. Both of you craved to prolong this feeling of being one. 

“You feel so good,” he praised you as his motions became more erratic. 

You stared up at the man on top of you, heat rushing through your body at the sight. Shimmering skin and unruly curls, crimson red cheeks and lips hanging open, lust filled eyes and scrunched up brows. Never in your life had you seen anything more beautiful. 

Your name fell from his lips like a prayer right when his hand moved to where your bodies were joined to press his thumb against your most sensitive spot. The way he caressed you sent shockwaves through your body, feeding the tension that begged to be released. 

When ecstasy finally overcame you, Spencer followed you into the sensation of pure bliss. Every pulsing of your walls was answered with him twitching inside you before he collapsed into your arms. 

Your fingers began playing with his curls as he evened out his breathing against your neck. It was then that you realized that even when you pretended to be a couple earlier, there was no reason to fake anything. It had been real from the start. 

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𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆

synopsis: Chris tries to decide whether he likes giving or receiving more...

warnings: SMUT , pussy devouring (boderline cannibalism), sucking a monster cock ig. No copying. Ask if you’d like to use as “inspo.”

ʚ with love and big tits, Rose ɞ

Chris couldn’t tell what he loved more. 

The sight of his cock pushing past your lips was heavenly, the feeling of your tongue swirling around and around….he would never be able to feel it enough. 

But, he also loved staring up at you – watching you falling apart and tasting every ounce of your pussy, devouring you until you could only scream for him, writhing under his tongue like it’s the entire purpose of your existence. 

Give or receive? 

He didn’t know which one was better. No matter how many times he tried to decide, he just couldn’t keep the same answer. They were both so good, so necessary. 

He wanted to take it all. 

01: Trapped in paradise . . . 

It felt like a dream. Every kiss had led up to this moment. Your clothes had been thrown to the floor one by one, his lips buckling on your skin as his mouth started to water just at the mere thought of what was to come.

“Chris, I…” The hesitance in your voice makes him stare up at you. His lips take a brief pause from kissing along your inner thigh, a burning sensation that only makes the heat grow in the pit of your gut.

He licks over his lips, his mind urging him to keep kissing every part of you. “What is it, sweetheart? Do you not want this?” he purrs, his hands massaging your hips as his stubble brushes along the reddened skin of your inner thigh. 

It was stupid question, really. He could already see how wet you were, dripping onto his sheets – making a complete mess. But he didn’t care. He wanted you to be even messier. 

“No, no, I,” your hands scrunch in his hair. Chris flutters his eyes shut, appreciating the touch before looking directly up at you with soft, but hungry eyes. “-’m just nervous,” you explain. 

Shaking his head, Chris leans his head to rest completely on your thigh. The gentle hair from his jaw scratches with delicacy, a certain kind of sensation that makes you even more aware of just how close he is. And his eyes….they tell you how bad he wants this, how bad he truly wants you. 

Most guys would try for sex – or even receiving head first. Not Chris though. He had voiced how bad he wanted this numerous times, how badly he wanted to just make you feel good. 

“Don’t gotta be nervous, baby,” he soothes, his nose tracing from your knee down, pausing right in front of your bare pussy, “-just wanna take care of you – take care of my girl,” he says, semi talking to himself. You’re his girl, you’re this wet for him. All he wants is to ease the ache, the ache that he had caused so pridefully. 

“Do you trust me?” His eyes peer up into yours as you nod your head, your hips squirming as you feel the tension between your legs start to make you dizzy. 

Chris can’t help but smile, kissing onto the upper part of your folds. You trust him. That alone is enough to make his emotions seep into his actions, his lips kissing you open-mouthed and sloppily, the same way he does to you when making out. 

“Oh – ” The surprised moan floats from your lips as he uses his fingers to gently spread you open, baring everything to him in a clear sight.

A subtle laugh vibrates against your clit as he starts to circle his tongue around the nub. Your head digs backward into the soft pillows, your hands tugging on his hair as you feel your lower stomach clench in knots. 

Every muscle feels like fire. You’re caught up in how everything feels, too distracted to care about the noises spilling out of your mouth. All you know is this feels good – it feels passionate. 

“Mmmmmm,” Chris hums into you, an unfamiliar boost of pleasure that leaves your hands tugging in his hair even harder, only amplifying a groan from him. “Harder, baby,” he rasps, out of breath of heaving as he reattaches his mouth lustfully to your pussy. 

Consumed in euphoria, your body responds for you, tangling even further in his messy locks of hair as you let your thighs shake and quiver, holding him against you. But he’s not going anywhere. 

“Good girl,” he husks, his fingers groping into your sides as he lets himself push even further into you, his nose swiveling against your puffy clit, your body writhing and making it hit all the right spots. 

“I – Chris!” you scream, crossing your legs behind his head. He’s so hard it hurts. His dick is pulsing painfully as you hold him in place, clear desperation from your body making him absolutely overwhelmed with pleasure and emotions. 

“-’m not going anywhere, sweetheart,” he seethes, hissing as your nails scratch against his scalp with a brutal greed. “-not going anywh –” He doesn’t even bother to finish his sentence. Chris is too drunk off of you to hold himself back, feeding into your song of moans and screams with his tongue and lips rushing and licking every inch of your pussy. 

The knot gathering in your gut is unbearable. Chris feels your heels dig into his back, his nose being crushed as your hips flex upwards. The piercing scream of his name being uttered like a mantra has his eyes rolling into the back of his head. He can’t even think – all he can do is give you everything. 

And more. 

Your stomach twists, your walls convulsing around his tongue as your body starts to lessen with tensing your muscles. 

Chris can’t help it. He feels a warmth spill in his briefs, sticky cum coating his shaft as he continues to grind himself into the mattress. 

He’s so drunk off of you. The look on your face, the sight of you absolutely ruined for him…this is his favorite. 

Right?

02: Second guessing . . . 

In between your thighs had always been his safe haven. He loved getting to abuse you with his tongue, letting himself get completely lost in you – all over you. 

“Can I please?” 

You begged. Chris had never seen you want something so bad. He’s not sure what exactly prompted the desire, but he wasn’t complaining…not when he had you like this. 

“Shit,” he seethes through his teeth, his hand starting to gently tangle in your hair as you get adjusted. 

You looked absolutely perfect like this, kneeling and looking up at him as you place kisses onto the vein running up and down his shaft. He’s so sensitive. All he can do is feel and you’re making him feel so much. 

“You wanna suck it now, baby?” he asks, his chest rising and falling with intensity as he stares down at you. 

You nod. Chris feels his chest get even lighter watching you lean forward, giving his tip a kiss before parting your lips. “Yeah,” he gently grazes your hair behind your ear with his free hand, trying to gather as much as he can with his other in a messy make-shift ponytail. “-jusstt like that, sweetheart.” 

His length glides on your tongue. You use your hands to slide up and down his cock, not being able to take it all in one go. But Chris doesn’t mind. He loves the mess starting to drool from your lips.

“Such a good girl – fuck, doin’ so good,” he praises. His hand holding your hair is firm, but only glides with your own motions. You go to look up at him, heat pooling between your legs as you watch his stomach tense as you let yourself take more of his length into your mouth. “-ah, fuck,” he spits, his grip twisting lightly in your hair to ground himself. 

He can’t last long. Everytime you take more of his cock in your mouth, he feels himself edging closer and closer. All he can do is feel – all he can do is worship the sight of you on your knees, so vulnerable for him. 

“Oh my god, baby,” his hands cautiously pull you back, just enough for you to look back up at him. “-take it all, yeah? You can do that for me, can’t you sweetheart?” 

His lip hurts from how hard he bites it. A long moan pushes through his lips, his hands tightening in your hair. You’re taking all of him. Everything he has to give, you’re greedy for it all, bobbing your head up and down with a pace that makes his chest pull inward. 

“Gonna – gonna c-cum,” he rasps, trying to pull you back by your hair, but you just push yourself forward, his throbbing cock sliding down your throat over and over again as he feels his balls tighten. “-fuck, you want it, baby?”

He can’t tell if you’re bobbing your head more aggressively or nodding. The slight pat you spare on his thigh tells him to go ahead, his cum spilling down your throat as you try to keep yourself relaxed. 

“Fuckkkkkk,” he throws his head back, his hips flexing to keep his length buried down your throat. It’s so warm, so intimate – he gets to do this, he’s the only one that gets to have you on your knees, so intent on giving him every sensation you can. 

Slightly dizzy, Chris slowly pulls his cock away from your lips. His mouth drops open, his eyes bulging as he sees subtle remnants of his cum dripping from the corners of your mouth. And fuck, it’s his favorite thing to see – to worship in hopes that it will forever stay imprinted in his mind. 

“You,” he tries to catch his breath, petting your hair back from your face, “-you’re so fuckin’ pretty for me – like this,” he purrs, his hand coming down to swipe the white liquid back into your mouth. 

Greedy. You’re still so fucking greedy. Your lips seal around the digit, your tongue quickly swirling around his finger as you stare up at him, just like you had with his cock not too long ago. 

“Oh my god.” 

He’s completely helpless to how he feels. Obsession travels through his veins while he takes everything in – the sight of you on your knees, just desperate to give him every ounce of euphoria you can. 

This is his favorite. It has to be his favorite. 

But, he changes his mind every time. Whatever day, whatever position – that’s his favorite. 

You’re his favorite.

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OMG COLBY CONTENT IN THE WORKS YIPEE WOOHOO!!😝😝>.<

Summary: Reader is a babysitter for the Brock’s

Warnings: SMUT18+, CHEATING, dad!Colby, married!Colby, flirting, slight arguing, kissing, hair pulling, oral (f rec), choking, unprotected sex, breeding kink?, creampie, filth

Word Count: 6.2k | unedited

I was feel’ pretty spicy when I wrote this so - enjoy!

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When you got asked to babysit for your neighbors for a night, you had no idea that it would become your full time job.

Most of the time it’s wake up at six, head over to their house by seven, get back home around four when Vanessa, Colby’s wife, got home and you gave her the rundown of what happened throughout the day.

Sometimes it’s earlier, sometimes it’s later, but you never have any issue with it. They paid you good and you loved their kids.

Vanessa was usually the one who you dealt with, if Colby was home from work trips, he had the kids, so you weren’t needed, which wasn’t often, honestly.

You were partly glad you never really had to deal with Colby, not because he was an asshole or anything, but mainly because he was hot, and he knew it.

Every time he was around, you had to force yourself not to look at him for too long. Part of you felt like he strutted himself around on purpose because, again, he knew he was hot.

You were neighbors, the houses were kind of close, so if he walked into his room shirtless with the curtains open, which he may or may not have done a few times before, you got a full picture.

When he would catch you looking, he didn’t close the curtains, no. He would give you a little smirk, shake his head and put a shirt on before leaving the room.

He always made you nervous, but in such a weirdly good, we shouldn’t be doing this kind of way, which oddly fueled the fire and felt.. good.

It was only a one sided awkwardness when you first started babysitting, but now you’ve hacked the code to masking your feelings for the husband who lives next door, and no one seems to suspect a thing.

Or, at least, you thought.

“Thank you so much for coming over this early, y/n,” Vanessa says as she closes the door behind you, “I’m running late, the kids are starting to wake up, and I didn’t pack my damn suitcase.”

“Whoa. Hey.” You laugh slightly, “Take a breath, okay? You just go up and pack, I’ll get the kids.”

She grabs your arms, “You’re a saint.” She shakes her head, “Thank you!”

You nod as she walks away, turning around to see oldest one walking down the steps, “Y/n!” He yells running over to you.

“Oh hello my little love!” You bend down, swooping him up from the ground in a hug, “Did you have a good sleep, huh?”

“Yes!” Caden squeals, “Can we go to the park today?”

“We sure can! I hear they added a new slide, so we’ll definitely have to go check that out today!” You set him down, “Are you hungry? I can get you some breakfast, I’m sure your sister is going to be up soon.”

“Cereal please!”

“Coming right up!” You walk him over to the table before going and getting his breakfast. As soon as you set the bowl down in front of him, you hear Vera’s cries coming from upstairs, “Oh, I’ll be right back!”

You job up the steps, “I got it! I got it!” You go into the baby’s room, scooping her up from the crib, “Good morning, sunshine!”

You give her cheeks a few kisses, “Let’s get you changed, okay?”

You take her over to the changing table, smiling down at her as you work to change her. Once done, you pick her up and return downstairs.

As you’re feeding her, Vanessa comes running down the steps, suitcase hitting the steps behind her, “I should be back tomorrow, but I talked to Colby on the phone last night, and he said that he’ll be back later today, so we won’t need you tomorrow unless he decides to fucking leave again.”

She looks at Caden and covers her mouth, “Oops. Sorry, baby.”

“Mommy. We don’t say the f word!” Caden corrects her and she nods, waking over to him, “Well, sometimes you just need to.” She presses a kiss to his head, “I love you. Be good for y/n.”

“I will, mom. I love you, too.” He laughs and goes back to eating.

Vanessa comes over, leaning down to kiss her head, “I love you. Be good.” She looks at you and sighs, “Thank you, again, y/n. I’ll be sure to send you money, or just have Colby do it when he gets home today.”

“I’ll just talk to Colby when he gets home. You worry about catching your flight.”

“Seriously. You’re the best babysitter ever.” She laughs, “I’ll see you later.”

You watch as she leaves before turning to Caden, “All done?” He nods and you nod, “Perfect. Why don’t you go up and change out of your pajamas while I clean up Vera and then we can watch some cartoons before going to the park?”

“Yes!” He cheers as he runs towards the steps, “Cartoons! Cartoons! Cartoons!”

You laugh, shaking your head as you look back at the baby in front of you, “Are you all done?” She giggles and kicks her feet, clapping her hands as you tap your fingers on the tray, “Are you all done!?”

You laugh as you take the tray off, unbuckling her to take her out. You walk back upstairs and take her into her room to change her.

After a few hours of just hanging out and watching cartoons, you made the kids lunch, packed the diaper bag with snacks and drinks and headed off to the park.

“When is daddy coming home?” Caden asks as he walks along side of you, “I miss him.”

You raise your brows and tilt your head, “Mom said he’ll be home today, sweetheart.” He gasps, looking up at you, “Really?!”

You nod with a smile, “Yeah kiddo, he should be home, well. I’m not sure what time, she never told me, but I’m hoping it’ll be before bedtime.”

He nods and points, “The slide!”

“That is the new slide! Come on!” You push the stroller forward as Caden runs towards it, stopping to get her out, “Hold on, Caden. Let me get Vera out quick.”

He waits while you get her out then quickly speeds over as you trail behind him.

You spend a few hours at the park, watching Caden play and pushing Vera in the swing. You talked to a few other nanny’s who were doing the same thing you were. Snacking on the food and drinks you brought and soon enough it was time to head back home for nap time.

“Caden.” You look down at the boy, “Look in the driveway.”

He walks forward, standing up in his tiptoes before gasping and whipping back to look at you, “Daddy’s car!”

You nod, “It is daddy’s car!”

“Daddy!” He runs forward and you yell, “Hey, wait for me!” You jog forward, catching up with the boy before opening the garage door, “Go ahead in, Caden.” You point to the door before getting the baby out of the stroller.

He nods and opens the door, running in as he yells, “Daddy! Daddy!”

Your heart skips a beat at the familiar voice that sets a fire inside of you, “Come here buddy! I missed you!” You walk in, seeing Caden wrapped in the embrace of his dad, “It’s okay. Im not going anywhere.”

You give Colby a smile as you carry a sleeping Vera towards the steps, “She just fell asleep.”

“That’s fine.” He motions, “Take her up, I’ll see her later.”

You nod and walk up the steps, turning into the room to lay her down in the crib. You switch the baby monitor on and take it with you as you leave, closing the door behind you.

You stop when you see Colby coming up the steps, Caden still clinging to him. You give him a small smile and look down as you go to walk by him.

“Hey.” Colby reaches out, his fingers brushing against your arm, “Do you mind sitting with him yet, just so I can get a shower and kinda settle back in?”

You shake your head, “No, no I don’t mind.” You smile and watch as he sets the boy down, “I’ll just be downstairs.”

His eyes trail up and down your body as he nods, stopping at your face, “Thank you.”

You nod, turning away, but you stop, “Oh and not..” you turn back towards him, “That this is important right now, but Vanessa told me to talk to you about me getting paid today.”

You can tell his kinda tenses up, fighting back an eye roll as he nods, “Yeah, no problem.”

“You don’t.. you don’t have to do it right now, I can remind you before I leave.” You look at the steps towards a telling Caden, “I’m going to go before he wakes up his sister.”

“Alright.” Colby nods, watching you walk down the steps.

“Hey, hey. Let’s not wake up sissy, okay?” You walk him over to the couch, “Let’s play with your new cars, yeah?”

“I want to be the blue one!” Caden jumps to the floor, handing you the green one, “You can be green.”

“Sounds good to me.” You laugh as you set the monitor on the floor as you sit down. You drive over the city printed carpet and pretend to crash into his car which makes him giggle.

After a little bit of playing, you notice the baby monitor died, “Oh no.”

“What is it, y/n?” Caden looks at you and you sigh before getting up, “I have to go grab the charger for this thing. I’ll be right back, you keep playing, okay?”

“Okay!”

You walk back up the steps, peaking into Vera’s room to make sure she’s still asleep before walking in and quietly grabbing the charger.

As you walk out, you close the door behind you, slowly bringing it to click shut.

“You’re good with the kids, you know?”

Colby’s voice makes you jump slightly. You turn around, your saliva getting caught in your throat, almost making you choke at the sight of Colby in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.

“I’m just.. good with kids, I guess.” You laugh quietly, “I love them. You have some good kids, Colby.”

He nods, a big smile spreading over his lips, “I love them, too. They’re the best thing about me.”

You tilt your head, “What do you mean by that?”

He shrugs, pushing himself up from leaning on the door, “Nothing.” He walks down the hall and glances at you before disappearing into his bedroom.

You let out a shaky breath before going back downstairs.

“Y/n! Look!” Caden stands up, “A car pile!”

“Whoa! Look at that!” You walk back over and sit down, “Hey, are you hungry?” He shakes his head and you nod, “okay.”

Caden looks over at you, looks back down at his cars and then looks back. He stands up, smiling big as he sees Colby walking down the steps.

“C’mere buddy!” Colby smiles as he picks Caden up from the ground, giving him a tight squeeze, “Did you have fun with y/n today?”

Colby glances over at you and you smile as Caden looks at you, “Yeah, she took us to the park and I got to go down the new slide!”

“The new slide! We’ll definitely have to go there so you can show that to me. What color is it?” Colby asks, “Is it blue?”

Caden shakes his head, “No. It’s green!”

“Green! Even better!” Colby sets Caden down and looks at you, “You’re more than welcome to stay for dinner if you’d like.”

You glance down at the baby monitor, checking the status of Vera, “Mm, I’m actually going to head home.” You walk over, your eyes scanning up Colby’s bare torso and chest before meeting his eyes, “Might take a nap. Your wife had me come in at five, and they were both up early so you’re looking at an early bedtime.”

“Perfect, perfect.” Colby takes the monitor, “Thank you for doing this.”

You shrug, “As I said Colby.. I love your kids, so it’s not a problem.” You turn, “Hey, Caden. I’ll see you next time buddy. Maybe when mommy gets back we can talk to her about all going to the park!”

You notice Colby’s face scrunch with offense in your peripheral, but pay no attention to it as Caden runs up to you, “I’ll miss you!”

“Hey, I’m right next door, okay. If you miss me that bad, have dad bring you over and you can hang out, okay?”

Caden nods and you smile, “Alright. Be good for dad, okay? Give your sister a kiss for me!”

He smiles and gives you a thumbs up, “I will! Bye!” He waves as you wave back and you grab your bag. You turn to walk to the door and Colby walks up to you, “I think you’re forgetting something.”

You look around, avoiding having to look at him, “What.. am I fo-“

“Getting paid.” Colby smirks as he pulls his phone from his sweatpants pocket, “I’ll send it to you right now.”

“Oh, right. Yeah.” You pull your phone out, waiting for the notification to pop up, and after a painfully long minute, it shows up, “Got it.”

“Great.” Colby nods, “If you want, maybe later you can come over for a drink, tell me how the kids have been.”

You bite down on the inside of your lip, “I don’t-“ you shake your head, “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Colby.”

“Why? Can’t handle your alcohol?” He jokes and you laugh slightly, “No, I just.. I would like to stay on good terms with your wife, I happen to like my job.”

He raises his brows, “You don’t have to worry about that, I promise.”

You straighten your posture, “Text me when the kids go to bed. Maybe if I’m feeling like a drink, I’ll come over.”

“What you don’t want to watch me through your bedroom window?” Colby smirks and you roll your eyes, “First off.“ you point, “Your son is right there. and second.” You turn to grab the door knob, “I’m leaving now.”

“See you later, sweetheart.”

“Yeah, we’ll see.” You can’t fight back the smirk as you walk out the door and closing it behind you. Your heart was racing ten miles a second, you felt sick, guilty, but at the same time, you felt that fire burning inside of you and you were also desperate enough to extinguish it.

You walked down the steps, around Colby’s and up your own steps to your front door. You unlock it, walking in and hanging up your bag and keys on the hook.

You couldn’t stop thinking about the exchanges you had with Colby, your married with kids neighbor.

You also could help but think that there was trouble in paradise with how Vanessa spoke about him this morning and how he acted right before you left.

The mental image of Colby standing in the door way, fresh out of the shower seemed to be permanently etched into your brain.

No matter what you did, you always went back to thinking about that.

You wanted Colby, but you also didn’t want to lose your job.

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It was creeping on seven o’clock and you had just finished dinner.

You couldn’t help but keep eyeing your phone every now and then, hoping it lights up with a text from Colby, but also hoping it doesn’t.

You grabbed your phone and headed upstairs. You figured you’d keep yourself occupied until that moment happens, or doesn’t.

Whatever, right?

You tossed your phone onto the bed and walked over to get a change of clothes to take to the bathroom. As you step back, you see Colby pushing open his curtains and a smirk creeps onto your face.

His stare is on you and it’s like your legs have a mind of their own as you step towards the window.

He smirks, which turns into that beautiful big smile as he brings his phone up. A few seconds later, you hear your phone chime and Colby looks back up at you.

You walk over to get it, walking back to the window as you read it, Hey there neighbor.

You roll your eyes, sighing as you type back, I take it the kids are asleep?

You look back up as he looks down at his phone, nodding as he types, You called it, early bedtime. So.. You feeling up for a drink? I have a variety, your choice.

You purse your lips as you chew on the inner skin, debating back and forth on what you want to do.

You let out a sigh as you type, One. Drink. You look back up at him through the windows and he looks back up at you, tilting his head with a pout before quickly typing, Two.

You type back, Fine. Two. I’ll meet you in the backyard. I don’t want to wake up the kids.

You look up, seeing him give you a wink before walking away from the window. You roll your eyes, mentally slapping yourself in advance.

You grab a sweatshirt and walk back downstairs, pacing a few times before you go out your back door.

You put your sweatshirt on as you walk over to your gate. You unlatch it, walking through and slowly pushing it closed. You take a few steps, stopping at the gate to Colby’s back yard and you reach over the top to unlatch it.

“Hey.” Colby greets you, alcohol bottle in one hand and two glasses in the other, “Thanks for coming over.”

“Thanks for inviting me.” You laugh nervously, “What did you bring out?” You point to the bottle and he holds it up, “I just grabbed a bottle of whiskey, I can-“

“No.” You cut him off, “That’s fine.” You smile as you walk up, sitting on the couch around the pretty and expansive looking fire pit.

He sits down next to you, pulling up the sleeves to his hoodie before cracking open the bottle, “So. What shall we talk about first?”

“Um, the kids?” You ask, mainly trying to keep the conversation professional, calm, “They really miss you when you go away.”

He nods, handing you a glass that’s not even half full, “I miss them, too. Believe me.”

“No, I didn’t- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it that way.” You sigh, taking a sip of your drink, “Sorry.”

Colby leans back, his arm stretched across the back of the chair across from you, the fire illuminating his face, “No I know what you meant.” He chuckles lightly, “I just.. when Vanessa and I got married, she knew how much keeping up with Sam meant to me.”

“Sam is.. I assume, your business partner?” You tilt your head, taking another sip of your drink as he nods, “Yeah, we’ve been doing this since we were teenagers, we literally built our business from the ground up.”

“And that requires you to travel a lot?” You hold your hand up, “I’m not saying that that is a bad thing, but why don’t you ever take the kids with you.. or.. something?”

“She doesn’t want the kids leaving the house unless it looks good for her, and she won’t ever go with me. I’ve asked her time and time again, but she claims she doesn’t like flying, but when it’s a solo..” he brings his hand up to air quote, “Work.. trip.” He scoffs, “Fuck me I guess.”

You raise your brows and lean back.

“What?” Colby asks, and you shake your head, “Nothing, nothing..”

“No.” He leans forward, “What is it, y/n?”

“It’s just..” you shrug, tilting your head as you sigh, “I’ve been seeing a lot of you not being here when she’s here and her not being here when you’re finally here and the way she spoke about you this morning..” you scoff, “I could have smacked her.”

Colby raises his brows as you bring a hand to your mouth, “Oh my god. I didn’t- I’m sorry. That just slipped out. Of course I don’t want to smack her, I’m so appreciative of you both for allowing me to make a living from literally next door, I-“

“Hey. Hey.” Colby chuckles, “You’re good. I’m just.. happy, to hear that I have someone on my side.” He stares over at you, “You look like you have something else you want to say.”

You shake your head, “No, I just..” you look down at your glass and bring it to your lips. You finish your drink, cringing as the burn flows down your throat, “Need more to drink, is all.”

Colby chuckles, “Rushing through our two drink agreement I see.”

You scoff, “No.. I just don’t want to cause issues.”

You hand him back your empty glass and he fills it a little more than he did the first time. He extends his arm out, handing it back to you, “I haven’t heard from her all day, so trust me when I say I don’t think there will be any issues.”

“Why haven’t you heard from her?” You take a sip, “If you don’t mind me asking.”

He shrugs, “I don’t know.” He takes a drink from his glass, “We were so good, you know? We were happy. We bought a house together, had the kids.” He scoffs, “I honestly have no idea when everything started.. going down hill? I guess.”

“Do you want my opinion?” You raise your brows and Colby nods once, “Fire away.”

“I think, it’s the distance that you guys put between yourselves, I mean, stop me if this is overly intrusive but, when was the last time that you guys actually had a real, heartfelt conversation with each other? Dinner with just the two of you?”

Colby stays silent for a minute before tilting his head, “It was Valentine’s Day of last year, right before Vera was born. We had Caden stay with her mom and we went out to dinner, then a movie, and honestly y/n, that’s the last time I can remember actually being truly happy, with her at least.”

“Do you want to be happy with her?”

He hesitates for a split second before nodding, “Yeah, I guess I do.”

You take a big gulp of your drink, looking down at the dark liquid that swirls in your glass, “Then you need to do something about it, right?”

“How?” He shoots back, scoffing with a chuckle following, “Lately it just seems like she doesn’t even want to even text me, or sit on the phone for more than two minutes.”

“You have to bring it to her attention, Colby.” You look over at him, chewing on your lip. Before you can say anything else, Colby cuts you off, “It’s fine, y/n. I invited you over so you can fill me in on the kids, not be a marriage counselor.”

You laugh, “Hey, I’m here for you guys, too. Not just the kids.” You quickly bring your glass to your lips, accepting the fact that what you said could be taken multiple ways.

“I appreciate it.” He smiles, bringing his glass up, “I like talking to you. You’re like.. I don’t know, a breath of fresh air?”

You shrug, laughing slightly, “I’m just the girl next door.”

“Who watches me through their bedroom window.”

“I was hoping that wouldn’t come up.” You press your lips together right as you look at him for a second before looking back down.

“I don’t have a problem with it.” Colby laughs and you nod, “Clearly.”

“Yeah, well clearly.. neither do you.”

You take a slow breath in as you look up, “Your point?”

He shrugs, smiling, “No point, I’m just.. saying what’s true.”

“How do you know I don’t have a problem with it?” You squint your eyes at him and tilt your head, “I could.”

“But you don’t.” Colby leans forward, his elbows resting against his knees, “And I can tell you exactly how I know you don’t.”

You lean forward, “oh, please. I would love to hear this.”

He licks his lips, taking a drink from his glass before he sighs, “If you had a problem with it, you wouldn’t lay on that bed with your legs bend up and spread and play with that pretty little pussy with your curtains open, especially knowing I can see right into your room, from mine.”

Your heart drops into your stomach. Fuck.

“I-I don’t-“

He cuts you off, “Don’t try and act dumb. I know you well enough to know that you know exactly what you do when you do it.” He pours more alcohol into his glass, “I mean, I do appreciate you having your curtains closed when you have company over because I honestly can’t tell you what I’d do if I looked over and seen someone getting into something that should be mine.”

You set your glass down, completely shocked at his words, “I-I, um.” You stand up, “I think that’s enough for tonight.”

“You sure?” Colby looks up at you and you nod, “Yeah, Colby.” You walk around the fire pit and Colby grabs your arm.

You stop immediately, not even thinking about putting up a fight.

“Y/n.” He stands up, slowly moving to stand behind you as his hand moves from your arm to your waist, “I know you want me just as much as I fucking want you.”

You shake your head, trying to convince yourself that you need to go, but you don’t - you can’t.

Colby leans in, his lips close to your ear as he whispers, “Think about it, sweetheart. There’s you. There’s me. And then..” he spins you around, both of his hands gripping your hips tightly, “There’s the craving in between.”

You don’t even take another second before reaching up to grab his neck and pull him in for a kiss, which quickly turns into a rough and heated make out.

Your tongues gliding against one another’s as you moan lowly in the middle of it.

“There she is.” Colby mumbles, “I’ve always wanted to know what you sounded like.”

You knew you should pull away, run for the hills, but you can’t. No matter how many times you repeat it mentally to yourself, Go, get out of here, run. Run. Run!

You only wanted more.

“Come with me.” Colby slides his hand down to yours and pulls you with him towards the sliding glass door. He quietly pushes it open and steps in, guiding you in behind him.

His hands are on your hips, your back pressed against the glass frame as his lips trail up and down your neck before pressing to your own lips, “You’re fucking everything I could ever want.”

You stare up at him, the shock of your actions still keeping hold of you.

You follow him upstairs, quietly walking past the closed doors before entering the big bedroom that you’ve only ever seen through your window.

Colby closes the door, setting the baby monitor on the dresser before walking you backwards towards the bed.

You sit down, slowly lying back as his body moves to hover over yours, his lips once again on yours, “I want to taste you.” His voice is gentle, quiet against your lips, “Can I?”

You nod, spreading your legs wider as he slips down over the edge of the bed, his knees pressing into the plush carpet below him.

Your eyes stay on his as he trails his hands down your thighs then back up to grip the band of your pants and wiggle them down over your hips.

You bite your lip, lifting them up before he pulls them down, revealing the skin he’s only ever seen when you would wear those cute little shorts he liked.

His eyes dart down to the soaked spot on your panties, smirking as he looks back up at you, “I knew you wanted this.”

“If we’re being honest here, I’ve wanted this the first time I saw you.”

He tilts his head, “Feeling’s mutual, baby.”

You smirk slightly at his words, “I guess that’s.. good then, yeah?” You gasp as Colby slides his hands up and pressed your thigh apart, “Very good.”

He leans in, kissing along your inner thigh before he reaches your hip. He bites the band, pulling it up as he tilts his head back and lets it go, snapping it against your skin.

You let out a soft gasp, bucking your hips at the sensation.

He reaches up, pulling them down over your hips and thighs, tossing them to the floor once they’re off.

He wastes no time with leaning in and groaning against you as his tongue drags up your core. His fingers dig into your thighs as his tongue pushes into you, earning a gasp as your back arches up from the bed.

Your hand flies to tangle within his soft hair, moaning out as his tongue slides and curls, “F-fuck. Fuck, Colby.”

You look down at him, your jaw falling slack as his eyes meet yours. He gives you a wink before sliding up to wrap his lips around your clit, sucking and nipping which cause your thighs to spasm around his head.

He groans against you lowly, dragging his hand down to slip two fingers into you as he pushes himself upward, “I cannot fucking wait to bury my cock inside of you.”

You throw your head back, body twisting slightly as the thrusts of his fingers pick up. Whines leave your lips and Colby stops, “Gotta be quiet baby, okay? Can you do that for me?”

You nod, rolling your hips to indicate you wanted him to unstop. His motion picks back up, immediately sending you back into the waves of pleasure.

He bends back down, lips wrapping back around your clit as his fingers pick up speed.

Your hand returns to his hair, tugging and pull hard as you bite down on your lip to stifle back your moans.

You gasp, your free hand slapping over your mouth as he brings you to the brink of orgasm. Your hips buck, body tensing and pulling him closer as he guides you through your first high of the night.

He presses soft kisses against your thigh as he slowly withdrawals his fingers. You look up at him as his body moves to hover above yours again, reaching down to push the sweatshirt up his body.

He takes it off, throwing it to the floor and your eyes ogle his completely fit figure as he slides your sweatshirt up your torso, “Take it off.”

You sit up, pulling both your shirt and sweatshirt off in one swoop, leaving you naked below him, “I-I.. want you.” You spoke softly, “I need you.”

Colby pressed his lips to yours as he reached down to push down his sweats just enough to get himself free.

His jaw falls slightly slack as he slips the tip inside of you.

You gasp, your nails sinking into his skin as your legs move to wrap around his waist, pulling him in more.

He groans as your cunt swallows more of him.

Your eyes roll shut as his cock stretches you more then any other one has, “O-oh fuck.” You drag your nails down his shoulders, “I-I-“

A gasp is sucked from your lips as he pulls out and thrust back in, quickly building into a slow pace, “Just wanna feel you right now, baby.”

You nod, your arms wrapping his neck in a tight embrace as you breathe out, “Feels so good.”

Your head turns as Colby kisses down your neck, moaning out as his teeth bite little mark into your skin.

“Everytime I see you, I just wanna..” He trails off and his thrusts grow harder, moaning into your neck, “God you feel so fucking good.”

You slide a hand up to the back of his head, your fingers gathering hair and pulling which earns another moan from him, “I’ve always been jealous of Vanessa.”

“You don’t have to be, sweetheart.” He assures and you drag your nails down his back, “She has what I want.”

“I can give that to you, baby. Just ask.” Colby kisses along your jaw to your lips, “I’ll put a baby in you. Is that what you want?”

He leans up on one arm, his hand moving to rest on your neck, “Not stop until I’m pumping that pretty pussy full of cum and get you nice and pregnant with my baby, huh?”

His grip tightens his grip on your throat, causing you to whimper, “Y-yes.”

“Yes what, sweetheart?”

“I want to have your baby.” You whisper, eyes rolling back as you enter your second orgasm. Your body tightens around him, walls squeezing his cock like your life depends on it.

“Fuck, you will look so hot being pregnant, even hotter because that’s my fucking baby.” He groans as he presses kisses to your cheek, moving his hand to hold his weight up as his thrusts grow more powerful.

Your mind was scrambled, you felt like you were floating. You didn’t know how loud you were moaning or what you were saying, you just knew that the person you dreamed about touching you, was finally doing it better than you’ve ever imagined.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.” Colby groans lowly, “You’re so fucking perfect.”

Colby’s thrusts were growing sloppy, but he was trying to fight it, “I can’t wait to see my cum drip out of that perfect little cunt of yours when I’m done.”

Your nails dig harder into his back as you bite down on his shoulder to try and stay as quiet as you could.

“Feels fuckin’ good, don’t it, baby?”

“Y-yea daddy.”

Colby’s head snaps back and he crashes his lips onto yours, “say that again.”

“Yes daddy. Feels so fucking good.” You press hour hands into his chest, “R-roll over.” Colby obliges instantly, rolling over and pulling you with him.

You straddle him, slowly rolling your hips forward and back. Colby’s jaw drops as he watches you grind on his cock, “Fuck, baby. That’s it.” His eyes flick up to yours, “Use it. Make yourself feel good.”

You lean down, lips brushing against his, “Am I better than your wife?”

Without any hesitation, Colby nods, “So fucking better.”

You smirk, sitting up to press your hands into his chest before you start to bounce. You don’t know why came over you, but you loved it.

Colby would do anything you told him to.

You throw your head back as your hips slam down onto his cock, “So fucking big.” You look down at him, “Makes me feel so fucking full.”

He reaches up, grabbing you by the neck and pulls you down to kiss you. You moan into his mouth, “Cum in me. I want all of you, daddy.”

“Anything you say, mama.” Colby smirks, rolling you back over and instantly resuming his thrusts.

It wasn’t long until his thrusts grew sloppy enough that he couldn’t control it, and his cum spills into you.

He rests his forehead against your shoulder, both of you breathing heavy as you feel his cock growing soft.

After a minute or so, he sits up, moving back and he pushes your legs up, “Beautiful.” He drags his finger up along your sensitive cunt, collecting the escaped cum and pushes it back into you.

Your lips part at the feeling and you look up at him.

He leans back down, pressing a kiss to your lips, “You staying or going?”

You sit up, “I think it would be weird if someone walked in and saw us in bed together.”

He purses his lips, “Right, right.” He gets up, grabbing your clothes to hand to you, “Will I see you tomorrow?”

You smirk up at him as you get dressed, “Well see.” You give him a wink and walk over to him, “you might want to keep a shirt on for a few days.”

He walks over to the mirror and looks at his back, “Jesus fuck.” He smirks at you in the reflection and shakes his head, “Nice job.”

You roll your eyes and laugh slightly, “Thanks. Are you walking me out or what?”

“I’ll walk you out.” He nods as he picks up his sweats. You walk over to the door, opening it up to step out when a sound makes you freeze and panic instantly ensues.

It was the front door opening.

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PART ONE | PART TWO

Warnings: this story is going to contain reader CHEATING on fiancé with Colby, SMUT18+, Hall pass Colby, angsty, oral (m rec), fluffy angst

Word Count: 4.6k | unedited

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You sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the cursor in the message box blink. You knew you wanted to say something, but didn’t know what to say.

“Hey, are-“ Hadley stops as she walks into your room, “You’re not packed?”

You look up at her, “I think Avery and Cam have been sneaking around together.”

Her eyes go wide and she walks over to you, “Wh- how- huh?” You look up at her from your phone and let out a sigh, “they called me at five this morning to tell me that they loved me and they were excited to see me, but right before they hung up, I swore I heard a door close on their end.”

She stays silent and shakes her head, “I-“

“And..” you cut her off, “I know, trust me, I know that I don’t have any room to sit here and be upset over it, I’ve been cheating all fucking weekend, but I just-“

“Are you looking for a reason for Avery to be the bad guy in this situation?”

Hadley was always straight forward with you, and you appreciated it.

“Am I?” You furrow your brows and she nods, “Yeah, I think that’s what’s happening here.” You lay back on the bed, “You know, Colby was going down on me as they called.”

She laughs, “Shut up!”

“I’m serious!” You look over at her, “He heard it all, and after we, you know, we went to take a shower and he told me that he was falling in love with me.”

She turns towards you, “What did you say?”

You take a deep breath, your voice quiet, “I told him I think I’m falling in love with him, too.” You sit up, “But that’s the thing, like I don’t-“

“You don’t what?” Hadley cuts you off, “You don’t want to call off the wedding with someone who is potentially cheating on you for someone who is ready and willing to give you everything you could ever ask for right now?”

You stare at her, “Well when you put it that way.” You laugh slightly, “I can’t bring myself to do it. I can’t- if I call and ask if there’s anything going on with Cam, it’ll just-“

Hadley stands up and you watch her as she walks towards her door, “Where are you going?”

She walks into her room and comes back in with her phone, “I’ll call Cam. Where is Colby?”

You shake your head, “What- I- um, he’s out getting lunch with Sam, they had a reservation. He asked if I wanted to come but I said I needed to figure things out.”

“So you’re thinking about staying?” She looks at you and you shrug, giving her a groan as you fall back onto the bed, your eyes glued to the ceiling, “I’m not sure.”

It’s quiet for a few minutes, the sound of the phone ringing cutting through the silence.

You shoot straight up, asking quickly, “what are you do-“

“Hello?”

“Hey, Camie. It’s Hadley.” She looks over at you and shrugs, “I have some downtime before needing to go to the airport and I just thought I’d do a little check in about the soon to be newly weds.”

“Why me?” She asks, attitude slowly seeping through her words.

Hadley tilts her head, “Well I know you’re Avery’s closest friend and I’m y/n’a closest friend so I figured we-“

“Avery is excited about the wedding.” Camie cuts Hadley off, “I just seen them last night.”

Your eyes go wide and Hadley stops you from talking, “Oh, really? Well that’s good.”

“Yeah, they called me, they were kinda drunk, and I just wanted to make sure they were good, so I went over and calmed the nerves, you know.”

You stand up, walking towards the door and walking back.

“Yeah, y/n said Avery called her at like, I forget what time, like five I think.” Hadley looks up at you and Camie sighs, “Yeah, I stayed there until about two, I think?”

You shake your head, holding up five on your hand.

Hadley nods, “I mean if they’re good, y/n is good.”

“Okay. Can I hang up now?”

“Yeah you-“ Hadley stops when a familiar voice in the background sounds and she sighs, “Oh sorry, I didn’t realize you had company.”

You tilt your head, mouthing to Hadley, “Is that Avery?”

She shrugs, mouthing back, “I think.”

“It’s no one. Just.. family. Okay. Bye.” Camie hands up and you scoff, “I’m going to call Avery, see if we can figure this out.”

You pull your phone out and hit the call button. The line rings two times before going straight to voicemail. You pull the phone away from your ear, “I think they-“

Your phone lights up with Avery’s name and you sigh before answering, “Hello?”

“Hey, sorry. I hit the wrong button.” Avery laughs, “What’s up, baby?”

“It’s fine.” You put the phone on speaker, “I just wanted to see where you were, maybe FaceTime before I head to the airport?”

They hesitate for a second before letting out a sigh, “I’m actually with my mom right now picking out a gift for you. I didn’t want to spoil anything, but I don’t want you to think I’m being sneaky or something. If I get back in time before you board I can?”

“Yeah, that’s fine. Whatever works.” You hang up and look at Hadley, “Wanna go out to lunch?”

“Don’t we have to be at the airport in an hour?”

“I don’t really give a fuck right now.” You stand up, “Get changed.”

She laughs, “Did you just make up your mind?”

You pull your shirt off your body and sigh, “I think I did.”

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Colby hasn’t messaged you back in a few hours, the radio silence was making you think - over think, actually.

Did I just ruin my life? Did I potentially make a wrong choice? What do I do? What if he decided he doesn’t like me anymore? What if this weekend was just a mistake?

“Hey.” Hadley snaps you from your thoughts, “You’re having second thoughts aren’t you?”

You shake your head, more so trying to convince yourself, “No, no. I’m fine.” You pick up your phone, “Colby just hasn’t.. texted me back in a few hours.. I’m just-“ you sigh, shaking your head, “Did I just fuck everything completely up?”

She shakes her head, “I don’t think you did.”

“You never really cared for Avery, Hadley. Let’s be honest here.” You laugh slightly as she sighs, “Okay, you’re right, but if they made you happy, then that’s all that really mattered to me, you know?”

“Yeah.” You nod, “I just.. I hope I didn’t sc- no, it just doesn’t make sense to me that Colby would tell me he was falling in love with me and then just up and-“

Ding!

“Nevermind.” You laugh slightly as you see Colby’s name appears on your screen, “He just got back to me.” You read over his message, Hey I’m sorry, Sam and I went to lunch and we got to talking and we’re now just leaving. Did you head to the airport yet?

“He wants to know if I went to the airport yet.” You look up at Hadley and she raises her brows, “At this point, if we leave now, get through security and shit.. we’d miss our flight, so.”

She purses her lips and you lean back, bringing your phone to rest in your lap, “Do you have anything important to be back for?”

She shakes her head, “Nope. You’re my priority right now.”

You smile slightly and nod, “I’ll just tell him that we extended our stay. If you want to call the hotel and get two more nights added?”

“Just two?” She asks picking up her phone, and you sigh, “Or whatever you think is best.”

“A week, got it.” She dials the number and you laugh, “Do you think-“

“Y/n. You’re going to need a week if you do what I think you’re doing.” She raises her brows and you nod, going back to text Colby, I may or may not have missed my flight so…

Colby instantly reads your text and starts to type, So… what does that mean? Are you staying for another night because I’d love to take you to dinner, or get dinner and bring to you?

You look up at Hadley as she’s on the phone with the hotel and you tilt your head, We can do dinner on my balcony? I also want to talk to you about everything.

You bounce your leg as you hit send, freezing when you see a text from Avery come through, Did you board yet? I just got back home, so I’m free to talk now if you are baby.

You roll your eyes at your phone and turn it around to show Hadley. She scoffs, “The audacity.” She rolls her eyes, “they could have FaceTimed you. If they were at the store, they didn’t have to show you anything but themselves.”

“I know.” You chew on your lip, “I’m having dinner with Colby tonight.” You look up at her, “I told him I need to talk to him about.. everything.”

“That’s good.” She nods, “I think it will be good to talk about everything.”

“You know..” you lean back, letting out a laugh, “When I came here, this isn’t what I expected this trip to bring.”

She gives you a smirk and you furrow your brows, “What?”

She shakes her head and you lean forward, “No, seriously. What? Tell me!”

She sighs, “Fine!” She leans forward, “Colby could have been anywhere in the world, you know that with what they do for a living, and the fact that he was here and willing to even come and speak to you.. like if that isn’t the universe being on your side then I don’t know what is.”

You think about her words and how truthful they really are.

“I mean.. maybe it’s just all so crazy.. like what if I’m just passed out drunk somewhere and this is all a big crazy dr-ow!” You slap your hand over where Hadley pinched you, “What the hell?”

“I don’t think you’re dreaming.” She laughs as she leans back over the table, “I think this is just the universes way of saying they didn’t like Avery either.”

You laugh, trying to stifle it back but you can’t, “Oh my god.” You shake your head, “This is just.. wow.” You look back down at your phone, “What do I even say to that?”

“You have two options here, okay? You can, ignore them or.. you can tell them the truth. Or.” She raises a finger, “My favorite which is secret option number three, have me call them out on all of their bullshit with Camie.”

“I think I’ll just opt for option one right now.” You nod and go back to Colby’s thread, reading over his new text, I’d actually like to talk to you about everything, too. I can bring dinner up to your room say eight?

“Eight.” You say as glance up at Hadley, “Dinner with him at eight.” You look back down after she nods and you type, sounds perfect. I’ll see you then, Colby.

You lean back, “So we have some time before I need to go back and get ready. I need to clean up my room because I have my luggage strewn all over the damn place.”

“I noticed.” Hadley laughs, “We can walk down the strip if you want or we can go to the casino in the hotel?”

“Oooh, the casino please! I forgot we’re staying at one.” You stand up, grabbing your bag, “I’ve always wanted to go to one.”

She nods, “Let’s go then.”

You make your way back to the hotel and enter the casino. You look around and shake your head, “This place is huge. Where do you want to go first?”

“I’ve always wanted to do the slot machine.” You laugh, “I’m going to go over there.” You point and Hadley nods, “I’ll meet you in a second. I’m going to go check out the blackjack table.”

You nod and walk over to the slot machines.

You take a seat on the stool, looking around to try and figure out how it works. Once you figure it out, you take a deep breath and pull the handle.

You won twenty bucks, not bad on your first try.

You opt to play again, pressing the buttons and pulling the handle. You watch as the bright colors flash and spin on the screen before you gasp.

Five. Thousand. Dollars.

You look around as the machine plays its celebration sound, hoping no one is paying attention to you. You take your ticket as soon as it spits it out and you go look for Hadley.

You can’t find her anywhere.

She’s not by the blackjack tables like she said she would be, so you pull out your phone to call her. As the line rings, you feel a hand on your shoulder and you turn around, “Oh, hey.”

Hadley smiles, “Hey, what-“

“I just won five thousand dollars.”

Her jaw drops, “Are you serious?”

You shake your head, showing her the ticket, “No. look.” She takes the ticket and points, “You gotta go cash that out. Holy fuck? Y/n. See! You needed this!”

You laugh, nodding as you take the ticket back, “I’m starting to realize that.”

You walk over and cash out. As you’re waiting, you can’t help but notice that Hadley is looking all around, “Hey. You nervous or something?”

She shakes her head, “No. I’m just-“ she sighs, “Okay, I just.”

“What?” You furrow your brows, “What’s going on?”

“Nothing, I just.. need a drink.” She laughs, “Do you want one?”

You shake your head, looking back at the attendant as you take your cash, “Thank you.” You look back at Hadley, “I think I’m going to go up to the room.”

She nods, “Okay.”

“Are you coming?” You ask as you turn towards her, and she shakes her head, “No, I’m going to go try my luck on the slots.”

“Okay.” You nod and tuck your money into your purse, quickly making your way to the elevator. As you get on and turn around, you could have swore you saw Sam, but the doors close before you can attempt to look again.

You bring your phone up, seeing it was only four something, you decided to just get ready for your date with Colby.

You pulled your room key from your bag and swiped it on the key pad. As you push the door open, you stop, the sight of lit candles illuminating the room coming into view.

“Colby?” You call out quietly, “Is that.. you?” You ask as you set in and close the door.

“I know I said eight, but I just..” Colby walks up to you, cupping your cheeks with his hands, “I couldn’t wait any longer.”

You smile, closing your eyes as he leans in to press his lips to yours, “No I’m glad you’re here.” You look up at him, “I w-“

He cuts you off, “Before.. you say anything, I just.. want to say something first, please?”

You nod, “Okay.”

He pulls you over to the middle of the room, “If this is too much, at any point just tell me to stop and I’ll stop, okay?”

You nod and watch as he takes a step back, your hands in his, “Y/n, when Hadley first came up to me, I thought to myself that this was a massive joke and it was just some drunk girl screwing with me.”

You laugh slightly, “it wasn’t.”

“It wasn’t.” He nods with a laugh, “And I just.. I can’t express to you how much it means to me that it wasn’t and it was actually about some girl who wanted me to be her hall pass, which I’m still honored for by the way.”

He smiles and you nod your head with a smile, “Yeah, yeah.”

“Over these last three days, I have felt like more myself than I ever have with someone. You..” he squeezes your hands, “You coming into my life was literally a blessing that I needed and I just want you to know that I am falling in love with you, hell.” He scoffs, “I fell the minute I saw you sitting at that table.”

“This is kind of embarrassing, but a part of me always felt like I could get you.” You laugh slightly as you feel your cheeks heating up with the slight embarrassment, “I just thought that maybe I was just too full of myself.”

“You’re not.” Colby shakes his head, pulling you closer, “You aren’t, not even a little bit. You’re literally so perfect and Hadley filled me in on a few things and you deserve to be with someone who wants you to celebrates the victories in your life. Someone who cheers you on from the sidelines while you’re out doing big things for yourself but doesn’t try to tear you down within it.”

You can feel your heart start to race and your breath catches in your throat as Colby pulls out a ring box from his pocket, “O-oh my god.”

“Y/n y/l/n. I want to be that someone in your life. I want to cheer you on. Be with you every step of the way and watch you accomplish anything and everything you could ever possibly want. I know.. I know.. this is a big jump, but I just-“

“When you know, you know, right?” You look up at him from the box and he nods, “Yes. Exactly that.”

You look down at the ring box before slowly reaching up to take off your ring from Avery, “Yes.”

“Yeah?” Colby asks surprised, “You’ll marry me?”

You nod, “Yes, Colby Brock. I will marry you.”

He gasps, sweeping you up with his arms, “Oh my god.” He laughs, sniffling as he kisses up your neck, “Oh my god. Really?”

You nod as he sets you down, “As soon as I seen you, Colby. I knew that I wasn’t with the person who I was meant to be with. I never felt with them what I felt, feel with you.”

He smiles and presses a kiss to your lips, “I’ve never felt any of this with someone else. Nothing even close.”

You nod, looking down as you hold up your hand, “So is there like a chapel or anything we can go to? I mean, it’s Vegas, so..” you look up at him, “Why wait?”

He nods, “Yeah, yeah. I just.. wasn’t sure what you were going to say so I just-“ he takes a deep breath, trying to steady his hand as he slips the ring on your finger, “Fuck I was so nervous.”

You reach up, your own hand shaking like his, “It’s okay.” You sniffle as you watch the ring slide over your finger, “Oh my god.”

You pull him into a hug, your arms tight around his neck, “Fuck, i genuinely do feel like i love you.” You lean back, looking into his eyes, “I do love you.”

He nods, “I love you.”

You smile and press a kiss to his lips, “Oh!” You lean back, “I won five k on the slot machine downstairs.”

His eyes go wide, “No fucking way!”

You nod, “Yeah, I have it right here.” You pull out the stack of bills and he scoffs, “That’s my fucking girl.”

He pulls you back in and things get heated quickly. He leads you back towards the bed and he sits down, you climbing into his lap as your lips stay on his.

His hands slip under your shirt, sliding up your sides to push your shirt up. You drop your bag, reaching to take off your shirt and he takes the opportunity to take off his.

He lays back, pulling you with him, and his hands slide to your ass and gives it a squeeze.

You kiss down his neck, fully in the moment until you sit up with a gasp, “Oh fuck.”

He sits up, worry settling on his face, “It’s okay if you’re changing your mind, y/n.” You shake your head, “N-no.. I guess I just need to call off my first wedding before I-“

“Do what you need to do. I promise..” Colby reaches up to cup your cheek, “I’m not going anywhere.”

You smile, resting your hand on his, “Okay.”

You move off of him, sitting down on the edge of the bed as you reach down to grab your phone. You move your shaking thumb over the phone icon under Avery’s contact and let out a breath as you bring the phone up to your ear.

A few rings in and they answer, “Did you not get on your flight? What is going on?”

“I need to answer one thing for me.” You close your eyes, relaxing into Colby’s touch as his hand runs up and down your back.

“What’s that?” Avery asks and you tilt your head, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Do what? Get married to you?” They ask with a scoff, “Why wouldn’t I?”

“How long have you been seeing Camie?”

“I-I’m not.. why would- why would you even-“ Avery stops as Camie’s voice is heard in the background, “Get off the phone with her and come back to bed.”

“Yeah. Okay.” You let out a laugh, “That’s all I needed to know. We’re done, wedding’s off.” You hang up and look at Colby, “Get off the phone with her and come back to bed is what I heard Camie saying in the background.”

“Fuck, I’m sorry, sweetheart.” Colby frowns and you shake your head, “oh I’m fine.” You laugh, dropping your phone as you turn back to him, “I’m onto bigger and better things.”

You crawl onto him, his hands welcoming your body as it lays over his.

His lips find yours and a groan escapes them as you grind down onto him, “I wouldn’t have found you if I didn’t come on this trip.”

“Damn right about that.” He smirks, biting his lip as he watches you sit up, “What are you doing?”

You move down his body, “Just going to give my fiancé a little attention before we go get married.” A smirk spreads across his lips as your hands move to undo his pants.

He lifts his hips as you pull them down, along with his boxers. You lick your lips, glancing up at him before flipping your hair over your shoulder and leaning in.

He gasps out as your lips come in contact with the head of his cock, moaning out as your tongue works along the underside, “Oh.. shit.”

His hand moves to your head, holding your hair back from falling down and disrupting his view. You slowly bob your head as you work on taking more of him into your mouth.

“F-fuck.” He bucks his hips, “Fuck that feels so good, baby.”

You look up at him as you pull your head off of his cock, smirking before dragging your tongue up the underside and returning to a rhythm bob.

Colby lets out a groan, his breathing growing more rapid as your speed picks up.

“Fuck, fuck.” He bucks his hips up, “Y-you’re- shit..” he gasps, reaching down to grab your head, “I-I’m gonna c-co-“

You push his hands away, continuing to bob and suck him into full blown pleasure.

You feel his hot strings coat your throat, slowing your head down to a stop before pulling off and swallowing.

“You’re gonna.. what, baby?” You smirk and he shakes his head, “I’ve never came that fast from a blowjob before.”

You shrug, moving to lay next to him, “What can I say? Looks like you’re marrying into blowjob royalty.” He laughs and pulls you in for a kiss by the neck, “You’re so funny. I love you.”

You smile against his lips, pressing yours to his once more, “I love you.” You sit up, “So. Are we doing this or what?”

“Yeah.” He nods as he sits up, “We’re doing this.”

You walk over to flip the lights on while he gets up to blow out the candles. You pull out your white dress and look at Colby, “Would you be mad if I didn’t wear white?” He looks at you confused, “What do you mean?”

“This dress was for..” you motion, “I’m just going to wear this black one.”

Colby nods, “I think that’ll look better on you anyway.” He smiles and walks over to you, pulling you into a kiss.

You nod, quickly changing before walking over to Hadley’s room. You push the door open and she stands up, “Well?”

You smile and nod, “I’m getting married!”

She runs over to you and hugs you, “Oh my god I’m so glad this worked.”

“What?” You look at her and she sighs, “Colby and I have been planning this since yesterday. I was so scared you were going to find out.”

“You were in on this?” You push her shoulder and she nods with a laugh, “Yes.”

“Well.. thank you.” You laugh, “I called Avery to call off the wedding and Camie told them to get off the phone with me and come back to bed so I guess everything works out in the end.”

“Everything works out in the end.” She nods, “Now.” She spins you around and pushes you towards Colby who is standing in the open doorway, “Let’s go get you married.”

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You and Colby stood across from each other, hands holding one another’s as the officiant spoke, “In all my years of doing Vegas weddings, I’ve never seen two people look at each other with such love like these two do.”

Colby smiles and nods, “I’ve never loved anyone like I love this girl right here.”

You smile, a tear falling down your cheek, “It feels like I’ve known you for a lifetime, Colby.”

“So without further ado, I’ll just get to it, right?” The officiant laughs and Colby look at him with a laugh, “Please.”

You nod, “Yes, please.”

“Do you Colby Brock take y/n y/l/n to be your wife?”

Colby nods, squeezing your hands, “I do.”

“Do you, Y/n Y/l/n, take Colby Brock to be your husband?”

You nod, “I so do.”

“Then with the powers vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. Kiss her Colby.” He chuckles and within a second, you’re dipped down by Colby with his lips on yours.

Hadley and Sam clap and cheer as Colby presses a few kisses to your lips, “God I fucking love you.”

You wrap your arms around his neck as he stands you up, and you can’t help but cry, “I’ve never been this happy. I love you so much.”

You press your lips to his and turn to face your best friends, “Time to celebrate?”

“Hell. Yeah.” Sam nods, “Let’s do it!”

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